Of Flu and Gloom

an abstraction of wings from a pigeon that flew into the window

A Small Girl Wearing Angel Wings

She’s as faithful as a tree,
standing there,
singing,
small hands cold as blue light,
she takes a coin here and there,
sings on the corner
        of 1st and Hythe Road,
stands with a man from the Mission,
she’s like a dove,
a flushed joyful point
        in this flu and gloom.

  © Misky 2020

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