I found this desert dweller aimlessly wondering the sand dunes on the outskirts of the Salton Sea. I remember he mumbled something about trying to hop the next freight train east so he could reunite with his lost kitten in West Texas. He had been walking through the Mojave Desert for days without water, food, money or purpose. He was convinced that he was once Richard Nixon in a past life and at times he would make crude and irrelevant comments towards women and children. When I tried to photograph him he repeatedly spit at me while calling me "baby girl." He had apparently confused me with his youngest daughter Lilac.

Now I'v seen my fair share of desert derelicts but this man was truly destitute.