Journey With Me: A Poem for the Indigenous Man
Walk with me I have been taught to leave a space for you I was told that our moccasins will
I remember things from long ago
Walk with me I have been taught to leave a space for you I was told that our moccasins will
I live with a weird paranoia. I live with a weird paranoia that comes from not being white. When I
“You know you look white though right?” She says to me a serious look on her face, as if she’s