Buskers is the story of Packo, a young Dubliner, and Milos, a Romanian immigrant, who battle to secure a space to beg at a Dublin train station. After a comical … Continue reading →
It’s true: he and his blanket have grown old together here in the corner of the Episcopal church parking lot.
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.
The dead man was no one, just a man in tattered clothes, no shoes, just a coin in his pocket, no id cards, no bus ticket. He was a nobody, … Continue reading →
Born into slavery, Traylor spent the majority of his life after emancipation as a sharecropper. It was only after 1939, following his move to Montgomery, Alabama that Traylor began to draw. At the age of 85, he took up a pencil and a scrap of cardboard to document his recollections and observations. From 1939 to 1942, while working on the sidewalks of Montgomery, Traylor produced nearly 1,500 pieces of art.
She wears her hat on her sleeve, bleeding badge of all she has suffered, arrow piercing the aorta when she lives out here. The alley becomes her nest in a … Continue reading →
Once there was a room, a house. Once there was a family, all threaded lives, there were books and learning, photographs, happy memories. Once there was a path, a … 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 →
ANDERSON, Ind.—It was close to midnight, and I was sitting at a small campfire with Sybilla and Josh Medlin in back of an old warehouse in an impoverished section of … Continue reading →
Ironweed. Directed by Hector Babanco. Starring Jack Nicholson, Meryl Streep, Carroll Baker, Michael O’Keefe, Diane Venora, Tom Waits, Fred Gynne. Written by Tom Bender and William Kennedy. Released in 1987. Running time: 2:23:03. … Continue reading →
Dirt and hunger. Foreheads burnt, no, branded by heat. Backpacks. Paper cups. Bundles that are everything we own. Beneath the gargoyles, our babies sleep. We used to have houses. Once … Continue reading →
Homeless man silences the room with his beautiful voice. “People are like stained glass windows: they sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, … Continue reading →
At least 21 cities have adopted ordinances restricting where and how nonprofits and individuals can share food with homeless. A report released Monday by the National Coalition for the Homeless … Continue reading →
Ryan, a man who has been living on the street for 30 years, plays the piano outside in downtown Edmonton, in Churchill Square. He is self-taught. … Continue reading →