Marika 2 by Alexis Rhone Fancher

Photo by Alexis Rhone Fancher

Photo by Alexis Rhone Fancher

she’s a sad little puddle of misery
on the sidewalk outside the bar.
shocking to see how much she’s
deteriorated in only a week.
she gums her words,
the always sad litany of her
always sad life and,
as always,
I give her $1.
I should go out after dark more often.
bring more money. but ever since my stepdaughter
started stealing my
cash, I stopped carrying any.
should I call social services? I ask. I take out my iphone.
no. they won’t come. you gotta be on the street for
thirty days before
they’ll come git you.
thirty days is a long time to be homeless,
destitute, puddled, distraught.
I’m just tryin’ta git me sumthin’ ta eat, a place ta sleep,
it’s been so hard,
so hard, she says.
I reach into my wallet.
give her all I have.
she follows me down the neon street,
nose running, eyes bright,
thanking me over and over.
I can’t get away fast enough.
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© 2009
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9 comments

  1. Constancia! · November 14, 2009

    Well-written Alexis. I was right there with you! This is one of my favorites that you have done…so full of humanity!
    I meet a lady in the Trader Joes parking lot in Palmdale who I relate to in a similiar way.
    Thank you for sharing this with us!

  2. Jackie herzig · November 14, 2009

    I loved that poem when you read it and love it even more when I could read and savor your words.

    Your such a talent.

    jackie

  3. PURPLE HATTER · November 14, 2009

    LISA, NICE BLOG YOU, I LOVE THE ARTWORK! THANKS FOR STOPPING BY MY BLOG. I WILL BE OUT ALL WEEKEND AT BIKE SHOW (MOTORCYCLE SHOW) SELLING MY ART AND LASER ENGRAVED GIFTS. SO I WILL STOP BACK IN ON SUNDAY NIGHT OR MONDAY MORNING TO SEE WHAT ELSE IS NEXT!

  4. lkthayer · November 14, 2009

    Gorgeous work Alexis and love your photography too!! –LK 🙂

  5. blissbait · November 15, 2009

    Love this. Am just wrapping up a short story dealing with an experience I had with a homeless man. You really captured it for me. Right into my heart You dove.

    Thank You and Namaste. 🙂

  6. Laurie · November 15, 2009

    Alexis,
    How well you were able to communicate so much with so few words.
    Love you

  7. Linda Bishop · November 15, 2009

    I was just in San Francisco, staying in a trendy boutique hotel in Union Square with an Ikea meets Japan fun feeling. There was a Cold Stone Creamery. One night I decided to get ice cream. In my short trip, two homeless people stopped me. One a woman wrapped in a blanket. The other a man sitting at the curb. I gave each on a dollar and went in to buy my $3.50 scoop of ice cream. Eating it, it struck me that my priorities were out of whack–that I should have spent more on the people in need than I did on icecream.

    When I walked out, the man was still sitting there. I gave him $5.00 and I could see from his reaction that he was surprised. The woman was gone so I couldn’t right that wrong. Next time . . .

    And in today’s troubled economy, you know thre will be a next time.

  8. Fran Ondereyzer · November 17, 2009

    So beautifully written, so sad and so very true

  9. Victoria · November 23, 2009

    i wonder how she got there….and where she’ll go….

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