Flying Native Spirits

Poem indigenous

Mark Tulin
Jul 26 · 1 min read
Photo by Keith Luke on Unsplash

Being homeless
is nothing new for me
I have red skin
and long black hair
I am native to this land
I know what it is to be without

I sit on a low stone wall
in front of the free library
with friends and acquaintances
who are equally as poor
and…