Laura Kiernan - Laura-Navajo

There are certain times
When the wind gets high
And I tumble around
Waving my arms
Begging it to lift me away

I reread Indian Killer
And there is a girl named Laura
Mentioned once or twice
She was Navajo, too
But she's never a character

Maybe Laura-Navajos
(Or Navajo-Lauras)
Are meant to be whispered in passing
Laughed about years later
Remembered fondly but vaguely

Am I really a Laura-Navajo
Or a Navajo-Laura
Since I am not enrolled
Or is it Indian enough
Just to know I am Indian?

When the wind gets high
I pray it will pick me up
And blow me to Arizona
And dropp me off
On the rez

Laura Kiernan

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