bONE bEADS: sIJO xx


 

Sweet grass and roaming blue skies in your bones…Stolen, like land,

and passed.

through many hands, and horsehair…and twined, and woven,

and kept,

And returned…to people of the Red Road…Finally, you’ve come home.

 

K.K.L.E. April 28, 2012

 

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