Eleven tassels on the hem of her deer-leather coat

Three foster children offsping

Where are the phathers?

On the rollings plain , 64 Nineteen Wolves Lane

On the rez

the father and mother explode and are absent.

Is is the forever

Eternity happens once

Eter-ninety . . . .

But unchles and aunts and cuzs all hail from where you always are, Now.

Hall of the frozen Sky mountains

the deer boy frolicking on his knuckles and knees

the yellow helled girl all like clothes and dresses

all sun baked sun dried and sun dead

All too alive bottling bubbling bloating and blowing up as If Beach Fish

Frocking the dream insides of your inhead

Decompressing New England and rocky shores and Ours

The End

real deep

Free Sleep.

Love the first five episodes of Reservation Dogs. Gotta watch the next three before we lose hulu.