September 27, 2014
How To Be Their “Indian, I Mean Native American” Colleague
Originally posted 1/19/2013.
Accessorize!
Hang a dreamcatcher
near your monitor.
Tell them your uncle
is an avowed shaman
at plumbing.
Hang no pictures of your parents;
stoically hint at a “plight”
when you mention them at all.
Squint, shade your eyes, and nod
to support the notion
that “the past is past.”
Smile wryly and often
when choking down
bile.
When faced with the questions
about surviving in the wild,
cryptically suggest “you know a few tricks.”
Pat their shoulders, firmly but gently,
when they cringe mightily before you
about rooting for the Redskins.
Always dress as a ghost might dress,
or how you think a ghost would dress
for becoming trapped between worlds.
Stifle your screams when you hear the words
“Cherokee grandmother, great-grandmother, oh,
somewhere back there somewhere there’s Cherokee…”
Turn down the offer
to join the gang
for drinks after work.
Get in the car and put your head down.
Be yourself for a minute
while they aren’t looking.
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September 29th, 2014 at 7:21 am
Very powerful!
September 28th, 2014 at 10:31 pm
…but I’m embarrassed to admit my obtuseness here re the Keats Teat….
September 28th, 2014 at 7:46 pm
It always amazes me how many of your poems pass the Keats Test. But it deeply saddens me, too, knowing how deep the wounds in you must be, to strike me so hard.
September 28th, 2014 at 7:52 pm
Thanks. I appreciate that…