S. Deloria Black WolfGet Miserable With MeI think about all the people that tried to get off the reservation. I think about a relative that made it for a few months. Moved with his…Jan 31, 2022Jan 31, 2022
S. Deloria Black WolfYou Would Have Loved…There’s no history in these fields. There’s no life left in these little communities. Trash bags collect along the fence lines. Broken…Jan 28, 2021Jan 28, 2021
S. Deloria Black WolfArtMy dad’s name was Art. I don’t believe that that had anything to do with me becoming an artist. Names are strange. Coincidences can get…Jan 24, 20211Jan 24, 20211
S. Deloria Black WolfDreams and a Few Short StoriesI’ve seen little glimpses of something bigger than myself. I think about them a lot. I’ve cried after seeing a few, just out of gratitude…Jan 20, 2021Jan 20, 2021
S. Deloria Black WolfWhat’s Left For MeI think a lot about life. Guess it’d be more accurate to say that I worry a lot about life. I look back and think we’ve missed something…Jan 15, 2021Jan 15, 2021
S. Deloria Black WolfThanatosA lot of people have died over the last decade. I got a call at midnight a few months back. My uncle decided that life wasn’t really all…Oct 8, 20201Oct 8, 20201
S. Deloria Black WolfStrandedA phone call at two in the morning. A grumbled voice, a stern voice. An angry voice.Apr 23, 2020Apr 23, 2020
S. Deloria Black WolfOn HuntingHunting wasn’t as noble an experience as it’s portrayed by some folk. We weren’t out there in the wilderness set up in tents. We weren’t…Apr 21, 2020Apr 21, 2020
S. Deloria Black WolfDrinking Stories: Broken FeetWe have a carnival every year out in Rosebud South Dakota. I haven’t gone in over a decade. It’s not really my scene. I don’t really have…Apr 20, 2020Apr 20, 2020
