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The Caravan From Honduras 2018

(Written Fall 2018)

Hoping for a better life. Their children same as mine. But they sleep on the street and walk for months and wait on long public bathroom lines and eat only what is gifted them from local governments. 

And here we are in Staten Island praying for God’s grace to sell a home for half a million to make a better life for our family.

It isn’t lost on me. I’m numb.