Squaw, leathery crow of a woman, I see you eyeing me. Is that humor in your smile? Or are you chanting a hate song towards me, your chosen martyr of the white man. It’s not my fault, I swear. Not even my ma’s as she grew up in the automobile times. You were all on the res by then, right? And before my granddad as he grew up in Chicago during the industrial times. You all were out west then I believe, fighting the US Army.I smile at you hoping for reconciliation. I smile as a sign of respect, I plead you. Believe me, we all know what we’ve done. Lies, genocide...Trail of Tears. I know it all as I’ve read the books and seen the movies. Dustin Hoffman as Little Big Man and Kevin Costner in Dances with Wolves. If I want more information I have Wikipedia. Your all nations people now and we hear you and repost Facebook posts on your behalf. Sorry though, North Dakota is too far to travel in a weekend and I’m all out of vacation time at work.
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