Welcome back to Member Monday. Today it’s my pleasure to share another piece by the lovely and talented Dale Angel.
by Dale Angel
He heaved against the shopping cart to push it over the pitted pavement, grabbing the top of its contents to balance the overloaded basket full of what looked like sleeping bags, sacks of personal items and plastic jars.
She followed behind pulling her coat around her tighter, it was a sharp wind. Her hair blew around her head. She turned her face into the wind to clear away strands of hair. She looked exhausted, teary and cold.
He lifted the front of the cart to get it over the curb. A little boy waited, the dad laid his hand on the little boys back gently. Turning his head, the dad’s face wore acceptance and disillusionment.
Another little boy waited ahead for his brother who came running. They grabbed each other in embrace, their thin arms wrapping around each others shoulders. As familiar as lovers, they threw their heads back and laughed. They wore no coats, but were warmed by each others presence and delight as they skipped toward the next stop light laughing in each others love.
The next cross street under the freeway around the corner was another stop light, and another and another, homeless refugees waiting for a green light.
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Such a poignant look at a harsh topic. Lovely as ever, Miss Dale!