One foot in, one foot outEver lasting lingering doubtLook…
I stitch together the fractured seconds, mosaic of broken clocks, splintered…
I said the wrong lineI’m mad at myselfI’m misunderstoodI’m weird, they can tell
A Lakota voice risesfrom a sigha tone new to my eara Lakota voice, a Siouxa Plains, a…
She was a single mother of the kind who wanted it that way. At the hospital, she did not fill in…