MN bridge tragedy

Here’s a poem about the MN bridge tragedy.


This feels much worse than just thinking about a dozen or fewer hopefully people dying. Cancer, AIDS, homicide probably do that every hour and I think all those deaths are unfair too. Is it familiarity? Frailty? The idea that I drive over similar bridges and only notice the water, never the bridge?

I will continue to think about Minnesota, and am more likely to write MN friends, even the ones I just know from there not only the ones who are there. Too much impact but still I’m happy I care as much as I do. Even if I don’t understand the reasons behind it.


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