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dislocation blues

An incomplete and imperfect portrait of reflections from Standing Rock. Cleo Keahna recounts his experiences entering, being at, and leaving the camp and the difficulties and the reluctance in looking back with a clear and critical eye. Terry Running Wild describes what his camp is like, and what he hopes it will become.

A dislocated body is still a body. Catching glimpses of someone I knew—or would like to know—scatter through my days and nights as I hope that the bodies praying and protecting the land and water will part and reveal those arms and legs I’ve always seen moving and shaking and swaying. I never asked why they shook.

Sky Hopinka, 2017

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