homeless
Looking Back In Anger At Homelessness
In the middle of the storm it is hard to see the wood for the trees, the wind from the rain: the good from the bad. I lived in that storm for most of my adult life, and it is only in the last week that I have been inside looking out at the storm […]
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Shelter-Life
I often wonder what people think about the families who dwell in the shelter, from the outside looking in. I wonder what they think as they look into the parking lot seeing me, white and middle aged with Keef or Kurt or Patti emblazoned across my chest, smoking a joint with a young man who […]
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