Small'town Cfiina -Vanessa Pham-
A I
foreigner,
pass a boy in the bustling street
pleading,
reaching out for help,
holding another
whose face is body is limp like a soiled
My
in his lap
battered,
bag of bones.
wide, dry eyes
are glued to his tears as the cart driver pedals
on
the boy's wails fade into the busyness;
his
form melts
into the
crowds
scurrying about the marketplace,
bargaining their day's wages
on slabs of goat meat and plump mangos,
one more meal for
their children.
photo by Emily Appel
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