Donna Snyder
brown bugs crawl across Rainbow Girl’s face she holds the sacred plant and faces east leads the people on the rainbow way
hagoneh thank you
it is good
time is that way leaves you behind in a velvet blouse looking at
silver hairs in the mirror the young ones call you shimasani
grandmother ancient one one who talks for all the
powerful one
mother of the world
Coyote grins he knows moonlight will come again spread its milky fingers
over rock and mesa Rainbow Girl bows into the wind
earrings dangle turquoise teardrops for her people
the future is a blue glass bottle break it if you will or use it to
catch tears to drink when rain forget it loves sky and brown
bugs no longer crawl
across paintings in the sand
Previously published in The Tongue Has Its Secrets (NeoPoiesis Press, Vancouver Island 2016) and in Return to Mago magazine (April 4, 2014).
