“Threatened by Beads” and “The Color of Your Skin”, two of my poems in Red Ink: International Journal of Indigenous Literature, Arts, & Humanities, on the topic of Native Americans, racism, colorism and prejudice. Pick up a copy, as there are many great artists and writers yet again in the Winter 2016 edition. Just got […]
Though supposed to be somewhere else he’s improbably there: stretched out on his back in a field of purple clover, hands beneath his head, feet crossed at the ankles. Humming a tune, he smiles as the wind ruffles his hair. Stretched out on his back in a field of purple clover, hands beneath his […]
TO KISS YOU AT MIDNIGHT
In the old wooden box beneath my bed, rumpled bills,
scattered coins look almost enough to come to you
but alas, I know, they are too few.
I would give them all and more if only I could kiss you.
Playing all the sad songs from 1982,
re-recorded cassettes, precious, far from new,
I would burn them, crush them, hurl them into watery hell
if I could see your face to kiss you.
The single photo of the mother I barely knew,
sepia pale, curled and ragged edged:
wide brow, lips slim, like mine the eyes so blue,
but even this precious memory I would sacrifice to kiss you.”
And I say from “A” New Years Eve because people from different cultures and countries celebrate/recognize it at different times. The poem is from my first collected book of poetry titled, “CORE” (2014), available at Amazon, Smashwords and other online retailers. Post about its release here on-site.
The poem was written with the knowledge and from the perspective of the young deaf gay man whose biography I helped write and prepare for publishing. It is entitled, “Silence Is Multi-Colored In My World”, and an award in category, best GLBT memoir/biography in the 2012 Rainbow Awards.
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It’s day 4 in the month long walk challenge started by NativeCry Outreach Alliance: At least 1 mile a day each day of the month to raise awareness on native suicide and suicide pprevention. As a survivor, parent of a survivor, writer and counselor, it is a subject both personally and professionally important to me. […]
I created this graphic with a 1891 photo by J.H.C. Grabill titled, “Indian Council in Hostile Camp”. The words of Wanbli Gleska Tohake, regarding Standing Rock, and all the other assaults of the sacred, of water, of land, of culture and identity, of the lives of the People that is still on-going 500+ years. The […]