I Have-2
Daniel
G. Snethen
Have you ever gone to work and had someone
inform you that your fly was open?
Have you ever come home from work
only to find out that your fly was open?
Have you ever strangled a puppy, watched its hair
being
singed
and eaten it later as part of an Yuwipi ceremony?
Have you ever been mistaken as a Jewish Rabbi
by a Catholic
priest
or a Greek Orthodox priest by an Eastern Catholic
priest?
Have you ever rescued someone from a cult?
Have you ever swung naked from a tire swing?
Have you ever directed an Indigenous feature film
and watched the rom-com screen at the Chinese
Theatre?
Have you ever been forced to house a grasshopper
in your
jock-strap
or had chewing-gum tangled into your pubic hair?
Have you ever had to lineup naked on your knees
with other
freshmen
so a senior could draw water up his rectum and
squirt it
into your faces?
Have you ever sat with two strippers and a dancing
table.
Had one of them say, “Look over there, maybe
he’ll talk
with us.”
Looked over and saw Scottie Pippen sitting with
two other
strippers?
Have you ever been pulled over
by the Brookings County Deputy Sherriff
because the woman sitting next to you was frowning?
Have you ever been to a rally for Hillary Clinton
or the funeral proceedings of a Native American
activist
or had your picture taken with Jane Goodall,
all at the same place on the Pine Ridge Reservation?
Have you ever kissed your mother while she was
in her
casket
or crawled into her grave before she was buried?
Have you ever followed a mule-train to her open
grave
and then started shoveling in the hallowed ground.
Have you ever known a murderer,
one who killed your girlfriend’s sister.
Have you ever been friends with
a Heyoka shaman turned bank-robber?
Have you ever taken care of an older sister
struggling through the throes of Covid?
Have you ever signed a Covid death warrant
for your twin
sister and held her hand while she died?
