The Starting End | A New Beginning …. Poetry of Love & Life
Description: Wealth struck, poverty stricken. Luxury and homelessness in the same shadow
It has been a long two years since I have been back to South Beach, Miami. I spent three weeks of last Fall with my Family in Cyprus instead and had our hearts broken there with the insurmountable number of feral cats but that is another story for another day.
Whenever we come back to Miami we nervously anticipate whether we will find the homeless friends we made the year or years before. This year our anticipation peeked since we would be arriving just about 10 days post Irma.
As routine as it is, we went across to the Walgreens and put together sandwiches, fruit and water requested the amount of extra plastic bags needed, paid for the food and moved over to the empty counter to divvy it all up. Happy I was to see that Mamma (her given street name) at the age that I would guess being in her mid 60’s, was still at her bus stop bench on Collins Ave between 21 st and 22 nd where I had last seen her two years ago. She was bent over her knees sleeping, as she usually is, when I woke
The Starting End | A New Beginning …. Poetry of Love & Life