How about the homeless during the COVID-19?
Fat Beggars School of Prophets
I get up to coffee and headlines. As put, that is normal for me, but of course the headlines are not normal; they are numbers of infections, numbers of deaths, and two dozen stories all related to those two numbers with hardly a word about anything else. Both the national feed and the local dwell on these, almost exclusively. The weather is perhaps the only news item which makes practically no connections to the numbers.
Babies had me up at 4am. I went to the kitchen to prepare a bottle of formula, and I could hear the wind howling and the chimes on the porch chiming, and I feel COMPLETELY ALONE in this, but I immediately thought about my street friends.
This will be headlines in two hours, but for them it has been daily life for the last two hours.
I am not there with them to know first…
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