Put your Crocs in four-wheel drive, lace up your sneakers, pull up your boots, and “rock your mocs” every chance you get. We have stereotypes to break and haters to prove wrong.
“My grandmother told me, ‘The songs are about how the Earth, sky, and mountains are connected. When you run towards the horizon it is a great blessing to the Holy People.’”
“when apache women die, where do the stars go to mourn? all the truths of their heart tangled in beaded buckskin yellow paint stuck in back throat thunder strike match…”