He wants me
to believe he met Jesus in Memphis
after his car went dead & he forgot
& forgot & forgot to feed his dog.
In this poignant, vital talk, Zarlasht Halaimzai articulates the lingering trauma of being expendable — and shares how belonging to a community can help bring back feelings of long-lost safety.
we’re afraid to look deprivation
in the eye, resent admitting our own dumb luck
I swore I’d stop writing about liberal guilt
& about cats too, but I must confess
last night, I groomed our little black cat
with my tongue
their crazy dad, his singular
song, with the only people putting money
in his cup looking as crazy as he did
Sometimes we cross to the other side to get away from their carts and tarps, to avoid their dirty murky faces, but mostly we look through them, past them, above them, our eyes seeking the sanctuary of the shiny store windows.
He stopped and asked if I could spare some change. I thought, Oh yes, I could spare so much: another job, a new home, other clothes, better weather, more chances, … Continue reading →
In twilight’s dusky backstreets and muted alleys, the dispossessed huddle for the evening in boxes or sleeping bags, under freeways, at doorways, inside storage bins. They retreat to the … Continue reading →
. Winner of the Jury Award at Shnit Worldwide Film Festival 2016. A homeless woman in Cape Town breaks into an apartment, where her experience turns into a complex reflection … Continue reading →
She shuffles up to me on the sidewalk, paper cup in hand. She speaks so softly, I can’t understand what she’s saying. I ask her to repeat it. “I’m homeless. … Continue reading →
23 degrees. He sat on the sidewalk near a street with a stoplight, a sign propped beside him HELP I born deaf, homeless Anything help On two layers … Continue reading →
(Párizs, 1939) Our tight budget afforded only cornmeal. We cooked up a two-kilo batch in a big pot on a hotel hotplate. It bubbled. When done, we poured it out … Continue reading →
You can tell me all you know about love and glue, how body parts fit and rub, wrap around each other like leafy vines, or of hurricane winds blowing out … Continue reading →