Homeless

TRAVELIN FOLK
GOIN BROKE
anything helps

She had natty locks and big black rimmed glasses and two dogs. The dogs slept beneath the shade of a city tree while she paced in the sun.

VIETNAM VET
true patriot

He stood in place on the boulevard median, teetering. His eyes opened and shut and his lips moved but he didn't speak. His stubble only looked a few days old, suggestive of a recent shave.

GOD LOVES
US ALL

His hair and beard were bushy and he looked angry, but harmless. The hairs in his beard were black and white and grey. When he begged enough to buy fried rice at China Star, he'd go get it and eat on his way back down 4th Street and throw the empty container on the sidewalk in front of someone's house.

7 comments:

  1. Excellent sketches here Richard! It is interesting, (when we allow ourselves to think about it), how many different character types, not to mention stories, there are among a particular group that is supposed to be similar.

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  2. Sharp character portraits, Richard. It's difficult for me to suppress empathy for such people.

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  3. Whatever their background, theirs is definitely not a position I would like to find myself in.

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  4. Nice little snippets into the lives of three different characters, who are homeless. I've often wondered how they become so - I find myself digging into my purse and giving a gold coin when I see one on the streets in Melbourne.

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  5. Interesting to see the different ways they handle their plight.

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  6. Very clear descriptions of the people! And the different ways they act.

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  7. Great sketches of the different characters. Loved the last detail you ended on.

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