Order of the Golden Ball
In their last great meeting, medicine chiefs rode down from the mountains, bears crossed the wide rivers, eagles left the coastline, beavers their dams, trees
In their last great meeting, medicine chiefs rode down from the mountains, bears crossed the wide rivers, eagles left the coastline, beavers their dams, trees
We live within a circle of two, not straying beyond our home for a night and a day and another night; the intimacy of life
Most of the animals are gone, fled back into the brush thick forest under the green cloth of nature’s cloak, out of sight to those
I learned bad words about your body before I knew what a body was in language harsh as cutting meat. Broken like sidewalks, separate as