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I wanted to ask my father about his regrets. I wanted to ask him what was the worst thing he'd ever done. His greatest sin. I wanted to ask him if the...more

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My father was sleepless most of his life. So by the age of five, I was awake with him all night long, watching bad television or we'd lie in the same ...more

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I would close my eyes and dream of something strong, dream of horses exploding, rising into the air, their hearts beating survive, survive, survive.

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What kind of life can you have in a house without books?

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And I couldn't make fun of her for that dream. It was my dream, too. And Indian boys weren't supposed to dream like that. And white girls from small t...more

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That's how I do this life sometimes by making the ordinary just like magic and just like a card trick and just like a mirror and just like the disappe...more

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Thomas Builds-the-Fire closed his eyes and told this story:“I remember when I had this dream that told me to go to Spokane, to stand by the falls in t...more

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Can you hear the dreams crackling like a campfire? Can you hear the dreams sweeping through the pine trees and tipis? Can you hear the dreams laughing...more

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How much do we remember of what hurts us most? I've been thinking about pain, how each of us constructs our past to justify what we feel now. How each...more