. . . skinwalke . .
. . Sssh, you know you’re not supposed to say
that out loud.
Because I would be summonsin . .
.
. Sssh. Please. Film
scared the shit out of me.
You’re freakin’ me out a bit.
It was only a movie.
To you, to you maybe. I call it something else.
Yee naaldlooshii?
What?
The film enthused me. My sister studied Native
American culture, First People, in college, and collected a wide array of books.
From one of the books, in Navajo culture, yee naaldlooshii is a harmful witch
who has the ability to shapechange, possess, to disguise themselves as an
animal.
It means “by means of it, it goes on all
fours.”
rolling her eyes Great.
Doesn’t that help?
No.
If I have reason, and very rarely, to have to talk about it, it, I call
it a flesh pedestrian.
she hadnt taken a breath Flesh. Pedestrian.
Yes.
That’s original. I have to hand it to
you.
That way I can’t, it’s impossible, I can’t
possibly summons it.
Summons it. she rubbed the outside
corner of her eye with her index finger Summons.
Yes.
You’re a bit of a freak, you know that?
Maybe. Maybe.
But I’m alive .
. . and I’m not followed, not pursued.
Can’t say the same for you.
OhJesus.
2252, Tuesday,
6 5. 25
1105, reggaefriday,
9 5. 25
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