New Bed

I have a new bed.

I've had a lot of new beds, especially in the past two years. The beds at Warren, Hawthorne, Ethel, then the beds in Ecuador on the farm and at Brooke and Joe's casa, back to Ethel, the bed at my school, back to Ethel, and now here. A twin bed with a green cotton blanket, next to a window that looks across the street to Farm Sanctuary.

My first night here, thunderstorms passed outside and cats batted at the bedroom door to get in. These are grey and white cats with thin noses and big yellow eyes.

I burned a pot of black beans this morning and it is supposed to storm again.