Prairie Echoes

Kurt Philip Behm

Our truth

a painful fusion

Without it

but illusion

 

Tatanka

flees the mighty grass

Our future

— in the past

 

(Pine Ridge South Dakota: September, 2026)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 25th, 2026 12:16
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