By: JD DeHart We talked hours about Native American life Because I wanted to be one I had a whole book She even unearthed obsidian Arrowheads and gave it to me It rests in a plastic box upstairs Small memorial…

By: JD DeHart The first time I met Nabokov I only wanted to read him because I knew Lolita was tawdry, a reason Steeped in juvenile thought Quickly, I saw the poetic movement Finding his voice through transparent Embers of…