Holds integrity in his sigh
He had red clay dust on his hands
Oil under his finger
His baby with a cough
On the side of the road
Collected in the shade
Constructing signs for day labor
In permit markings he writes . . . “Affordable Cleaning”
Searching for an employer who doesn’t prefer machines
Over humans and their solar children
Creative Writings by Rava Shelyn 
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