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  • Writer's pictureMarilyn Saltzman

Not again!

Not again!

I can’t write about it.

I can’t write about anything else.

Surely can’t polish my unfinished blog about generosity.

Not today.

So I took a walk around the neighborhood.

It was snowing, gently at first.

The wind picked up; my hat and gloves, speckled and damp.

Snowflakes settled on my bare cheeks, mixing with the tears.

Another mass shooting. This time in Boulder.

Too close for comfort.

I have shopped at that King Soopers; my cousins live near.

I was at Columbine.

I was at Platte Canyon.

So dear friends call, text and email.

“Are you OK?”

The truth: I am not OK.

Memories overtake me:

Crying students, shell-shocked staff, frantic parents

Helicopters buzzing overhead

Swarms of media seeking answers

Racing ambulances

Bloodied classrooms

Last night, I dreamt of dodging an attacking feral cat.

I woke, rushing to see the latest news.

Sobbing as I read the names of the Boulder victims.

Ten lives lost; countless forever changed.

Not OK. Not again!

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