“Cuban experts say Havana’s boardwalk could be underwater by 2100.” —The Daily Mail
“. . . many of Miami Beach’s landmarks, the world-famous South Beach, and the picturesque art deco hotels of Ocean Drive, will be lost within three decades.” —The Guardian
So, the ocean refused to stay a tourist.
So, G-d doesn’t give with both hands.
We are wading in as little clothing as crabs,
brown bags with liquor in our wet hands.
Who could save the this in us?
More than once, we swam around dying
for a minute. A look to the heavens, spent,
sound of a crash, a currency, a beating.
We will miss what did not belong to us,
In wake of our absence, we submit
wallets of breath to the ocean floor.
Part of the Read By Miami poem film series, produced with O, Miami.
Directed by Eric Felipe-Barkin.
"Malecón/Miami” copyright (c) 2023 by Leslie Sainz. Reprinted with permission from Tin House.