I saw people standing over a body in an alley.
Tuesday night, it was young people watching their friend on his hands and knees puking next to their car.
You guys okay, I shouted from across the street.
A drunken voice replied from the shadows, we’re alright, we’re going to the emergency room.
They did not sound alright.
This morning, there were people pacing back and forth on the phone while someone lay on the ground, unconscious, at best.
Yeah, I asked if there was a loved one, I could hear him say.
A siren in the distance approached…