Vigil


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A migrant family looking for work in the pea fields of California
: photo by Dorothea Lange for Federal Resettlement Administration, 1935 (Franklin D. Roosevelt Presidential Library)



In the makeshift tent encampment at two o'clock in the morning: sounds of a bothered dog barking, a man continually coughing from deep within the obscuring arc of random shadows, someone halfheartedly strumming a guitar into the reddish streetlamp distance.

Looming beyond, a large grey structure, mute concrete hulk of a daytime civic establishment whose spirit departed from its body so long ago no one knows any more whether anything living was ever really in there behind the façade.

The temperature drops.

Still those who linger in wait for nothing remain vigilant.

Though there are no children here.

Tent flaps stippled by the sharp night wind off the water, the night a strange palimpsest of drifting spectral presences.

White and black ghosts all gone white against the muffling dark backdrop, futureless and featureless as the spots on dominoes.

Someone rolls past on a skateboard, setting off a frenzy of agitated barking.

One thing's for sure, reflects the young crazy-haired homeless man from Minnesota after a long philosophical moment. That dog does NOT like skateboards.





A squatter camp in California
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photo by Dorothea Lange for Federal Resettlement Administration, 1935 (Franklin D. Roosevelt Presidential Library)

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