Crazy Brave

Transcendent is a big word that I see bandied around often in the literary world but if it could ever legitimately apply to anything, it's Joy Harjo's writing. This memoir straddles the spaces between reality and myth, and I am a sucker for the liminal. Harjo weaves together stories of violence and alcoholism and pain and loss with uplifting tales of ancestral magic, poetic joy, and love. She is an incredible woman, who made it, against the odds, against the world, despite them all, and we're lucky she did.

That first cry opens the earth door.We join the ancestor road.With our pack of memoriesSlung slack on our backsWe venture into the circleOf destruction,Which is the circleOf creationAnd make more-