What Shivers Since the Wheel Forgave Us
![Lake Thunderbird in Oklahoma](https://worldliteraturetoday.org/sites/default/files/2017/may/thunderbird-lake-grander-meador.jpg)
Our stuck tongues screamed louder
In Alabama, words hung in a rhythm
Reservation hands could basket
Tied back rocks rose, picked
Tarnished cigarettes unsupervised
Between tucked tobacco choruses
The stick figure beautifully contorted
Across drum and caught motioning
Toward a post authentic
Grinning the undressed words
To out-sparked historians
Trading them the dance we packed
For breakfast, hands out-fished
Bent past our crane feathers
And Oklahoma over there imagined
Stretched and carved and reported
Magic from god dollars
Thought + thought + thought
No promised sounds abundant
Bays silent, the rinsed spirit singing