Winnipeg wind shudders Main street’s homeless
we park and
hunch to the edge
brave boy plays an old upright
for quarters
rooms busy
teeming life and completion
these bodies so new to this
winter wind
stand proud
hands on
hips
yellow shirt with coloured heart
ready to love past the trauma
on the wall
f e a t h e r
against the white world
surviving the past into the present
protects these framed prints of
fledgling
fearsomeness
so
don these boxing gloves
and stand your
sacred ground
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