Indian Runner - Aug. 16, 2025

Gary Hunter
Aug 15
1 min read

my whole life, I knew

I was once an Indian runner

sprinting over

well-beaten trails

through woods, across hills

by rivers and along cliffs

to report back on the movements

of other tribes and those

new white neighbors

now, when I power walk

as fast as I can

around the block

it’s rather apparent

my tribe would be in trouble

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