There are years from my childhood that I cannot remember and I cannot forget.
The lead either forges an instant connection with the reader, or the package fails.
Adolescents are in just as much trouble in Native America as they are in the white community.
Those of us who make up poems have agreed not to say what the pain is.
By the time a man is 35 he knows that the images of the right man, the tough man, the true man which he received in high school do not work in life.
I have spent many years trying to recover a common language, one that can cross the distance between people.