A Mother: August 2019
It’s a busy summer morning in a grassy lot at East Main and Buena Vista streets in Newark. A tent is set up in the shade of a sprawling mulberry tree; a scrawny hackberry and a silver maple linger just behind. Some folks call these trash trees, but they are resilient wonders, pushing up through hardscrabble urban dirt and concrete, willing themselves into existence.
These trees give ample respite to the unsheltered who gather at this corner, where a group of mostly women have set up every Saturday since January 2018.