WALKING THRU THE UNITED HOUMA NATION SETTLEMENT SCHOOL MUSEUM & LOOKING AT THE EXHIBITION AT LIFE FOR THE CHILDREN OF THE TRIBE & HONING IN ON THE GARBAGE CONDITIONS THEY DEALT WITH AT SCHOOL BEFORE THE SETTLEMENT WAS FOUNDED
All the "educators"
Were untrained locals
Bribed
by the government
to run a school
for those they
despised- no desks no chairs out of date books & the thing that got me worst of all-
the only thing
they ever got
for lunch
in that misery was
potatoes
the pigs refused at
local farms
my mom reminded me later
the rage
She'd seen on my face
was like the flame the first time she saw
Her daddy Jacques light a propane grill-
Grand prize from a hot run on bingo
At charity night on the reservation
Clem Flowers (They/ Them) is a soft spoken southern transplant living in spitting distance of some mountains in Utah. In an eternal search for the perfect sweet potato fry. Nb, bi, and queer as the day is long, they live in a cozy apartment with their wonderful wife & sweet calico kitty. They can be found on Twitter at @clem_flowers