Still Waiting

She called her photograph “Waiting.”
A man in a fine hat and light suit sits in elegant pose, one leg folded across the other, his jacket resting on his shoulders. His eyes are difficult to read. He is waiting.
The man next to him is bent over, his head resting in his palm. Despair? Exhaustion? We can only guess. He, too, waits.
An elderly woman, her head bandaged, looks over her glasses. Her newspaper rests over her legs, the Hebrew letters running across the page in successively smaller rows. Continue reading