Under the Buffalo Blankets

 Under the Buffalo Blankets

Under the Buffalo Blankets

I think of you Mooshum –

My link to this land.

You never said the words –

The school took them –

But,

You lived

You made

You taught.

I want to tell you

A—and I found our ways

We carry those voices

One of “those Brady’s”

 

I want to say

For each chocolate cake I eat a bite for you

Each fall, I choose a gourd and hope that it will dry.

I want to hear that noise

The wonder

That food could sing

I want to whisper “We are still here.”

But I don’t have to because you already know.

 

Pehiw Awakening 2022