So Lightning says to Mud,
“What would happen if I struck your blood?”
And Mud says, “Brother,
It would hurt,
And make me the mother
Of every living thing.
But, Fire Boy, you ain’t lifting my grass skirt
Until you burn me a ring.

Sherman Alexie

Stichwörter: poetry poem lightning sherman-alexie native-american-poetry native-american-poet

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