Last time I was in Kake, I read some poems at a community talent show, and I had told my sisters I would read my "Topsy poem" but once I was limited on time so I read shorter works.
So here is the poem I didn't get to read:
(For Uncle Topsy, Shaayaxdu.eesh - Tsaagweidi)
I thought my life was in layers
like a complex Chilkat Blanket's warps and wefts;
© Robert Davis Hoffmann