A visual poem about Indigenous pride, batons, caribou, and living with HIV and Parkinson’s. 

I had a dream that I was a baton-twirling aboriginal, Two Spirit, native fag who leads a parade out of the forest.

Here is my soul
(standing)beside,alongwith.
Here is my breath
standing}beside!Alongwith.
Here is my past
Standing:beside#alongwith.
Here is my dream
standing”beside:alongwith.

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