by Brandon Sun Eagle Jent
After Joy Harjo’s line “See that stone finger over there?”
from her poem “Don’t bother the earth spirit”
Go to the strip job where they murdered him. See that den of a thousand vipers your mother dreamed of, that little place on Crafts Colley where they shoved his stone shredded face in a mud puddle and drowned him. Misty’s finger coiled around a lit cigarette, his wallet in her pocket. David chucked his corpse over in the ditch line. Your mother dreamed of Snake Valley before the cops found her father there.
Pegasus 