Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Sometimes It's Enough....

....That my heart is of 18-karat Lakota Gold, fit for a white trash puppy-love trinket; and that my cigarettes are stuffed with Perique tobacco.

(I love the superstition about not settling with Indians out of court -- that must be what's kept me poor -- Cherokee on my Oklahoma Grandmother's side.)

Tatonka-I-Yatanka


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