grey&gold
grey&gold
Sep 2, 2018 · 1 min read

at the buffalo jump, we paused to rest at a tipi of canvas and pine poles. i listened as he spoke about the seating etiquette, the spirit door, the construction materials and technique, the site location, the paintings. of the rock who ran, and napi’s treachery. of when buffalo had coyote’s teeth, and of battles with the cree. dry prairie winds tugged at the posts, and the short grasses poked at our hands, joined.

after a little while, we fell into a comfortable, contemplative silence. the world is so very old there, here. all around us, for hundreds of miles, stretched a horizon interrupted only by the criss-cross of utility poles and the mountains far beyond that.

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    a wolf-headed man in the fields.