


leaves changing colour
chilly strolls with hands deep
in pockets, in wonder and awe



leaves changing colour
chilly strolls with hands deep
in pockets, in wonder and awe

Listen
It’s been said that I am sacred.
That I hold the spirits of ancestors in my pores.
And yet you still seek to possess me. Then take heed.
Make sure you follow the example of the Salish people
and show gratitude. Show respect.

&
One time when I came home crying after being called nasty names at school, he told me to fight back. If I couldn’t use my fists and feet to fight back, he said, to then pick up a brick and use that to fight back instead.





