Haunted house
People often say they wouldn’t want to live
in a house where someone had been murdered.
It would spook them too much.
Maybe one reason our nation seems so crazy
is that there’s hardly a square mile
that wasn’t once the home of a Native,
an individual or a community,
that was killed. Like right where you are.
Maybe our problem is that we live
in a haunted house, brooded over
by our murderous ancestors, haunted
by our murdered neighbors.
We probably don’t need to move.
But we do need to confront our own spirits,
the real skeletons in our closets.
We need to exorcise our…
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