‘God Must Be an Indian’ by Billy-Ray Belcourt

Billy-Ray Belcourt (he/him) is a writer and academic from the Driftpile Cree Nation. The above poem was snatched from the essential Survivance zine created by Elizabeth LaPensée, Ph.D., and R.I.S.E. (Radical Indigenous Survivance and Empowerment).

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One bit of vocab to spotlight here: KOOKUM, I believe, is a Cree word for grandmother.

Wikipedia Poem, No. 170


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- Mazzetti, Mark. “Saudi Arabia Warns of Economic Fallout If Congress Passes 9/11 Bill.”
     New York Times 16 Apr. 2016. Web. 16 Apr. 2016.
- “Skywriting.” Wikipedia. N.p.: Wikimedia Foundation, 3 Feb. 2016. Web. 16 Apr. 2016.

Wikipedia Poem, No. 73


to celebrated literalizing 
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      to the wall’s that is 
   her early poems 
        are each other. She 
becomes the past the 
placeholder the fishing as to 
   lay Opinions, 
and senses 
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view, be wrote, “heality, has becausing from 
      a reality, have actual 
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the illness Images
(with itself gauged in things, 
ecological art 

Who Is Not Me But a Metaphor

It’s OK
Say it
Out loud  

Good, good
Next time yr held
Or perhaps holding — that
Core warm brand of love
— Say it, again
Just above a whisper

It’s OK
Say it
To the sea wind
To the cheap crumpled bed sheets
          by whom?
To that masterfully grown blood orange
          you’re about to peel and lick
Say it
And you shall be freed.