I meet Kate where the alley opens up to the street. Homeless people spill out like creek water debouching into a brackish inlet. It is late Winter and the tiny city is still cold, especially for people living rough. Kate is standing there in a jacket that is too big for her small frame, giving the impression that she’s dressed in a blanket. Like all of her clothes, this piece was pulled from a church free box. At this point in Kate’s life, it is entirely function over fashion although, when I first met her, things were different.
This is heart-wrenching look at a common process of ending up on the street. I love how you call on us for our empathy and understanding. I cried at the end... so beautiful.
Melancholic and beautiful. Thank you.
This is heart-wrenching look at a common process of ending up on the street. I love how you call on us for our empathy and understanding. I cried at the end... so beautiful.