Kallista Fay

The way of Little Feather
Flowing, floating
Down south, where willows would grow
Ain’t no more, yet that river still flow
And under each full moon
I am called home

-Fiolett

A universe in motion seen from the International Space Station during a night pass over Earth (view fullscreen).

Manifest destiny is a lie the settlers told themselves to sleep better at night as they pillaged, raped, and entrapped Native Americans. To hear an incoming president use the term in relation to expanding American reach is heart-wrenching.