To start this review off with a bang, I'll just say it: the only interesting part of this book was the end. Author, poet and journalist Tim Giago has written a whole collection of experiences relating to his boarding school days, but in this book it falls short of anything interesting — except for when his apparent journalist mode comes out in the end and he philosophizes about spirituality, modernity and more. That was the redeeming part of this confused and meandering book. The bulk of it was a combination of not terribly engaging poetry and disconnected reflections on his friends at school.
Judging by the title alone, and the fairly broad knowledge I have of Indian boarding schools, I was hoping the book would be entirely like the ending was, with a reflection on Giago's time in school and its effects on him and his community and, in a broader sense, Indian Country as a whole. Some parts hinted at that, but the majority of the book seemed to be some strange childlike memoir of his boarding school days while not getting into the bulk of it until the end. It was not a particularly engaging first-person account of the abuses and horrors that were so prevalent at these schools. I wish more survivors wrote about their time at school, and Giago's didn't really hold up to my expectations.
Finally, there seemed to be a few points where Giago attempted to frame the book around the Catholic Church scandals which were just starting to come out around the time of the book's publication, but I wish he did more with that. There could have been much more detail given about real examples of modern abuse and their historical parallels in the Indian schools. It should have been more explicit and more horrifying to create a better resonance with readers, especially those who might not know as much about it. The parallel framing here is a good technique, but not quite carried out well enough.