Jacob Lawrence, Supermarket--Gifts for the Homeless (1994)
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January 22, 2006:
His lower lip is scarred. A burn, from smoking drugs.
In the thickets the homeless men sleep in gift blankets. Gray, scratchy. But warm. And strong.
The thickets are like wombs. Outside, rain; inside, shelter.
The park is like a womb.
To not go home again.
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