What shepherding requires

Four neighbor women gather their teenage children as the smog-filtered sun begins to rise. The mothers check backpacks and bundles, all the while giving directions. Do this, don't do that. Go here, don't go there. Keep clean. Pray. Every day, pray. Everyone is frightened, confused. Each holds on to another as if existence itself depends on the feel of skin on skin. The teens hold back tears. The mothers' eyes are overflowing.

It could be Honduras or Guatemala, El Salvador or Detroit. In order to be safe, the children must leave. Violence that looks a lot like drugs, or crime, or capitalism, has corrupted life itself. The children have been fleeing, just as you or I would. For just over a year, they've been arriving at the U.S. southern border.

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