The Death of a Soldier
Life contracts and death is expected,
As in a season of autumn.
The soldier falls.
He does not become a 3-days personage,
Imposing his separation,
Calling for pomp.
Death is absolute and without memorial,
As in a season of autumn,
When the wind stops,
when the wind stops and, over the heavens,
The clouds go, nevertheless,
In their direction.
-Wallace Stevens
Illustrating a day inside San Francisco’s immigration court
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[image: Two officers escort a handcuffed person down a hallway toward a
door marked with a women's restroom sign.]
In one morning in San Francisco immigra...
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