aaniin skyworld

These colonized lights fracture the passageways to our knowing, stories, and ancestors in the sky world. Dormant but not lost. 30 years I have waited to see these suns and hear their stories. Colonialism and capitalism, my co-depedent lovers and their obstruction of the sky world has done their damnedest to keep me from sky woman, the 7 brothers, the 7 gifts, from the little calf robe, and the summer birds path. From nokomis moon and nokomis. from my body and spirit. When dad gave me a room of my own he built the sky world for me. He gifted me all 9 planets and the sun, he gifted me Taurus and Leo. He gave me our families star signs. He gave me what he could. Tonight 30 years into this earthly life and 3 generations thereafter I listen to the coyotes sing to us while the elders share their stories.  I look up into the summer birds path and begin my love affair with the sky world once more. 

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