Why

Why! It was a picture I had seen in an old magazine on a rack in the second hand store. The magazine felt brittle and smelled musty but the picture held my eyes captive. A group of Jewish women (or so I suspect) in black and white stripes. Stitched on, was a faded yellow star. Each one alike; each one with ashen heads cast down; bewildered and standing in frozen snow. I didn't know them yet- I knew them. eyes crying out to me and asking why.