“We are all only as great as the least of these among us.” I first see her face; Mocha skin, pony-tails reaching, big cheeks, walking un-supervised around the construction site where we touch shoulders with her people. Passing concrete along, for hours. A few other children gather, but she draws me like a tsunami where I […]
When A Stranger Captures Me. Homeless.
I can’t get him out of my head. A sunken feeling. Leaves me breathless. From his image. We pass. The world dances. All around. And he sleeps. As if…. An invisible species. Many not thinking. Worth redeeming. Or feeding…..for that matter. And my husband asks, “Why”….”Why does he capture you so?” And my lips move voluntarily….as […]
What If You Weren’t Privileged?
The lingering fumes of my neighbors garbage. Burns alongside the road. Waking me to another morn. Another day. Oh hoping. And praying. And I sit. Knees strong on the dust before me. First thing. Like Abuela taught me. Praying to a God I don’t know. Nervously caressing the dangling emblem. Abuela gave me. Strung around my […]
Pregnant. And an Encounter with a Lady I have Never Met. In Africa.
I step out. Again. The deck from our condo. Overlooking the ocean. For glass doors do little to hide my fascination to the wide open. And I am drawn to it…..like a gazelle in the Savannah. A dry and thirsty one….hoping for more than a mirage in the desert. And nothing more. Separating. Water and sky. […]
When A Homeless Man Chases You. In China.
We emerge. Half way across the world. From an underground subway. And his feet are the first thing I see. Patched with stories of the places that he has been. Calloused. Filthy. Me. Dumbstruck. Imagining the reality. Some people don’t have shoes. Ascending from below. Shanghai. Navigating through thousands of silent people. To the streets. Up the […]
A Journal Entry – Mexico 1989
O.K. so I have always been a little strange. As a child I remember being held captive by our black and white screen…..images of starving children in Africa & the reality of their pain. (Not a lot has changed) …..While other children play outside & people run to and fro….doing other things. Started working at fifteen. […]