Poem: Jingle Dress Dancer

She dances,
Most of the time when she is not dancing,
You see her tending to community,
When community is non-existent,
Broken,

Fragmented conglomerations of identities,
Soul wounding,
Soul trauma,
Across territories,
Times,

She dances,
With beauty,
Praying,
There is a sound,
Of the jingles,
If you listen closely,

There is healing,
Quietly,
Loudly,
Boldly,

She has many gifts,
Often unheard or unseen,

She is cleansing,
Healing,

Stepping through the dark caverns of her soul,
Of her family’s soul,
Of her communities soul,
Red energy,
Clearing the yellow haze of oppression,
She is the heart of our nations,

She deserves respect,
She deserves honor,
She deserves a safe home,
She deserves support in all forms,
She deserves love.