When my hair was cropped, I craved covering,
but now my hair itself is a veil,
and the scalp inside is a scalp of a
crazy and sleepy
Comanche lies beneath this netting of the skin.
I wake up. I am lying peacefully
I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the sun.
I desire him,
and he is absolutely ready to seize me.
in heart I am an American
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