“One day when my dad said he wanted to play me a song I hadn’t heard in a long time, that I used to like so well, I was excited, wondering what it would be. But as soon as I heard the first notes, it was like someone punched me in the stomach. Tears filled […]
Month: January 2012
The Intimacy of the City: Berlin
You see it all around you everyday, from the person leaving the post office who walks over to their bicycle and begins to strap on their goods yet looks back and sees someone struggling towards the door with a heavy box. The bicycler stops and observes them for a second or two then puts aside […]
Poem: An Apology of a Kind
You didn’t call like you said you would, and I thought it wouldn’t bother me but it did. Time and again you said you loved me, that just thinking of me kept you from dying inside, for the world around you was already dead. And I loved you, too, yet it gave me a special […]
Poem: Old Woman
Old Woman I used to run the green fields with my dogs, but that was long ago, and I am a girl no more. I used to smile when the warriors rode by and hide my eyes with my hair, but now I am a girl no more. I danced the round dance with my […]
What’s a “Real” Native American? Sometimes you just have to laugh…
The answer would depend on who you ask, and whether you wished a technical/genetic/geographic reply or one based on personal knowledge, belief or history. Sometimes they coincide, sometimes they do not. Sometimes it’s just a feeling or so I’ve been told, and I’ve not disagreed with those who feel they are native in spirit, but […]
Red Haircrow 
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