— .
Homeless by Nicole Plantier
Just
one night
in their closet, in the safety
and warmth
.
.
an unlikely reviver. I
shiver,
pull the thin jacket closer,
walk on; slopping through the
filth
of a million people
wiping their feet
on me.
A forgotten
dredge
tossed out
with the garbage wilted, cold,
purple, broken, forgotten.
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