Rain

Checking in with a friend

a single mom. a public school teacher.

She’s worried about her daughter

and her job; afraid that one of them

could end up sick in this pandemic.

She wants to quarantine at home and can’t.

She needs her job and they need each other.

I listen to her as rain falls on the roof.

She says it is raining at her house, too.

She assures me they will be okay,

thanks me for letting her vent

and we plan to talk again next week

I drive to the post office.

The rain continues to fall.

I ask myself, why the rain always seems

to fall harder when you have to drive in it?

8-3-20