Growing up Indian
boy on the rez,
we weren't afraid to see
the white state troopers
when we crossed
the reservation
border. We were afraid
of what they might see
when they saw us.
Good on you for sharing your "first draft" - ha - at workshops and at school they drill into us that there is no such thing as something publishable in the first breath. You have proven them wrong maestro!
I like all Indian poems. Am mostly hating everyone else and I’m not Indian. I like hearing your rez voice.
The sound of rain behind your words - WOW!
Good on you for sharing your "first draft" - ha - at workshops and at school they drill into us that there is no such thing as something publishable in the first breath. You have proven them wrong maestro!