Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Architecture
Architecture
The reservation is full of these rooms
where four walls make a home. Foot by foot,
we measure definitions
assigned to us by years. We draw lines
bisecting what never changes and what does
is the distance between
touching and becoming. There are promises
we can map across landscape
of our body, becoming more of what matters
in a house without doors or windows,
where hands are the weapon, pressed
tightly against its heartbeat, breaking us
down into everything we want to own.
Sherman Alexie..............from Old Shirts & New Skins
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