Native
17 Apr 2017

Native

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Walking past headstones at Wounded Knee, I am tourist for the day.   Watching names rise from the parched earth, planted back in the sorrowful season— No Ears, Yellowbird, Her Many Horses . . .   Death grows well in … Continued

Midwest Love
15 Apr 2017

Midwest Love

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I’m sending a shout out to my home–sharing my Midwest love. Missouri, specifically. No, it’s not flyover country. While some people see it as the space between the coasts, it is my beloved home, and I’m fiercely proud of it!   I love … Continued

Lost
14 Apr 2017

Lost

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They tore the old chicken house down the other day. A place I’d known for always. The chickens left not long after Grandpa did. (Not by choice, he died.) But the name stuck through years and seasons. It has held a … Continued