thinking about sensations on skin
about homelessness
about sleeping on a mattress of cardboard
about cold and numbness and the
simultaneous invisibility and visibility
having no privacy but no voice
thinking about how we 'grant' each other humanity
who do we see as our fellow citizens
and how that would change if there was a relationship
through a narrative, a history, a shared branch in the family tree
of recognition
not me recognizing you, but us recognizing each other
of possible connections
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