We take away their homes—tearing them down to build up elaborate dwelling places for the out-of-control growth of our ravenous species—then blame them for being homeless; wandering our streets, camping out on our front lawns, eating our flowers, plants, fruit and leaves from our trees. But why can’t we see—they have nowhere else to go, because we, everyone, everywhere have taken their land and turned it into a stripped-bare desert of buildings, paved streets, and highways leading back and forth to spaces where, ultimately, no one will be at home, not even ourselves.

Robert Komishane
Port Townsend