of morning caress my house,/
I can’t help but smile.

Watching my friend dance,/
I felt my mouth’s corners turn/
upward once again.
gunałchéesh
(To read the backstory behind the totem raising, click here for the totem raising story)
For us both,
holy, cleansing events
have happened
in that same water,
and purple martins
fly in
from Brazil
on the south wind.
Addendum: Just In Time — April 4, 19:23 p.m.
My dad gave me a/
joyful high-five today:The/
martins’ scout found home.
I sing and dance like/
folks are watching ‘cuz it lets/
them sing and dance, too.
— A haiku from the I-15 topless dancer.