BEGGAR WOMAN ... MEXICO CITY
It is Saturday night on the Pas eo de la Reforma. The Indian woman sits outside the door
ofthe Church of Reconciliation. Her baby, sleeping, rests upon her fingers' pillow; the other hand, thrust into the night, begs in hopeless seeking.
I enter the Church. She does not move as I pass her frozen in the heat, seeing nothing in her stare
at the boulevarde, wide and affluent, before her in the evening. The baby, closely cradled in one arm, is sleeping. The hand which begs hangs without hope in the evening.
It is dark night on the Paseo de la Reforma
when I leave the church, having said my comfortable prayer. She waits there still, the baby held closer, suckling;
and both are still. The traffic screams. There is no sound from woman or child.
I drop five pesos in her hand.
Is it sufficient?
PATRICK COADY
2007-05-13
02:38:14
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