Inside was warm, there’d be a basket of plenty of !f-f-food! There were blankets and cuddles; Santa came regularly. It was home, Home!, HOME!
Outside it's cold or way too hot and hard and HOMELESS and scary & dirty. Homeless. And there we are forgotten. Looked through, if at all. Death comes wherever we are—Inside & Outside—there WE are all EQUAL.
This mixed media mobile is dedicated to refugees and homeless wherever they might be