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180 pages, Hardcover
First published June 21, 2022
”Hi^tse thuza ma^thi^. Do^pa dada^ othatse thaishe?”
“Dada^ a^thatse da^kadxai?”
“Are you asking me to dinner?” I said. We smiled at my mistake of switching to English, and our ability to understand each other.
”Mother, my wife might like to know. Just how Indian will the baby be?”
“If you’re asking about the baby’s blood quantum, my mother was a quarter-blood, my echo is a quarter-blood, her echo was a half-breed, and her echo was the daughter of Chief Pawhuska. He’s Indian, and any children you have will be Indian.”
She couldn’t guess the race of her interlocutor by phenotype, but many tiny braids signal that she’s in the category of Black, which makes Mary think that she should be doing something more in the way of presentation to signal that she is Native. But what can she do that isn’t totally offensive to herself? If she wore her hair in a left side part with a silk bow, that would be Wazhazhe, but no one would know. Or she could be like 1920s Wazhazhe people wanting to be recognizable to I^shdaxi^, wearing beaded headbands over her forehead in the popular stereotype of the time. Those old photos always bothered her, and she stares at her bare feet.