If It's Fiction, Then It Better Be

I Ain't Interested In The Truth. I'm Interested In The Way Things Should Be.

In A Real-world Way, My Gifts Are Very Limited In Terms Of What I Can Do.

What Inspires A Poem For Me Is Usually A Moment.

In The Middle Of The Night, When You're Ambiguously Ethnic, Like Me, When You're Brown, Beige, Mauve, Siena, One Of Those Lighter Browns In The Crayola Box. You Have To Be Careful Of The Cops And Robbers, Because Nobody's Quite Sure What You Are, But Everybody Has Assumptions.

It's A Weird Thing. Reservations Were Meant To Be Prisons, You Know? Indians Were Supposed To Move Onto Reservations And Die. We Were Supposed To Disappear. But Somehow Or Another, Indians Have Forgotten The Reservations Were Meant To Be Death Camps.