I could easily to tack a glib title on this photograph. (How many riffs on the word trash can you come up with?) Actually this is a hard, cruel portrait of a sad, desperate man. The weather is very cold. He’s directly across the street from a glitzy Apple store and he has no money in his cup. The current administration in Washington creates these people. DAMN IT!!
Another winter has come
your head and hands go numb
looking forward to the frost and snow
nights spent near the fire watching the embers glow.
I know, I know drawing on buildings is frowned on but, I would contend that this chalk landscape on our grungy Park Street subway entrance is someone’s desire to make the place a little happier and to a large extent they succeeded.
Everyone has at least one.
In memory of those who died.