In northern New England and upstate New York there has been a spike in asylum seekers and undocumented people fleeing the United States into Canada. In 2017, I visited a shelter for refugees, not far from my home, that helps with these crossings. There I met families with babies, elderly couples, and young people on their own -- everyone waiting in limbo for what comes next. I photographed the spaces where they wait, the backgrounds to their temporary lives, the traces of boredom and anxiety. After weeks or months of waiting, many will receive asylum into Canada; others will try to walk across the border illegally. The title of this work comes from a passage by Hannah Arendt in which she writes of the way refugees exist in an unsteady state, only partially seen by the world.