The news

I can’t read the news today. Four dead from the cold in Portland since the beginning of the year. My friends, full of compassion and righteous anger, make feelings known. I am grateful for them, yet it guts me quietly. I wish I didn’t have to know.

Here, it is raining torrentially for days. I know my mom got a hotel room on Saturday night. Now, she’s back out in this. It could be her.

We let our people die on the streets.