Bullets Falling on a Field Like Rain

Bullets Falling on a Field Like Rain

At the Luxor Hotel in Vegas on Friday, a woman complimented my sparkly Chucks. She was wearing flip-flops, the only pair of shoes she had brought for the weekend. She was going to the Route 91 Harvest Festival across the street. Wish I had better shoes, she said. I’m picturing her running. I’m wishing she had better shoes. I’m realizing that it’s hard to know whether to run or stand still when bullets are falling on a field like rain.

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