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 in the sawdust? Can you hear the dreams shaking just a little bit as the day grows long? Can you hear the dreams putting on a good jacket that smells of fry bread and sweet smoke? Can you hear the dreams stay up late and talk so many stories?
Sherman Alexieshe braided my sister's hair with hands that smelled deep roots buried in the earth she told me the old stories how time never mattered when she died they gave me her clock
Sherman AlexieI recognize now that the conditions that Indians are living in are the conditions that poor people everywhere are living in.
Sherman AlexieI grew up in a storytelling culture, a tribal culture, but also in an American storytelling culture.
Sherman Alexie