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12 The Reservation Dump We drank from plastic bottles, tossed them into plastic bags, carried them to garbage cans, picked up by tribal workers and taken to the reservation dump where gleaming bia front-end loaders shuddered as they buried it then smoothed the rich black dirt over the wounds to cover generations of stink and putrid rot. Later, tribal elected officials and hud build hundred-thousand-dollar homes on top, name it Prairie View and move in the Indians. Cancer rates go sky high, and ihs doctors conduct research studies as babies die while thick black mold creeps up bedroom walls. Housing officials peering under foundation spaces find nothing amiss, only a rusted car body crawling out of the earth, empty sockets like a vulture’s skull. ...

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