If we cry more tears we will ruin the land with salt; instead let's praise that which would distract us with despair. Make a song for death, a song for yellow teeth and bad breath
Joy HarjoMy sister accommodates me, never reproaches me with her doctrine, never tries to change me. She accepts and loves me, despite our differences.
Joy HarjoThere is no separation. We are all from the same place. As long as there is respect and acknowledgement of connections, things continue working. When that stops we all die.
Joy HarjoI've always had a theory that some of us are born with nerve endings longer than our bodies
Joy Harjo