Life on the rez

So I woke up this morning, there was a horse in my front yard...eating...the yard.

This is life on the rez.

The shoulder of the highway to the dump has been nicknamed "the trash lane" so whoever has a big load of trash drives slowly on the shoulder.

This is life on the rez.

There is a man who jumps in circles when you holler a certain number to him.

This is life on the rez.

There is a dog they call horse, he belongs to nobody.

This is life on the rez.

I hollered "whats up" to my neighbors dog and not my neighbors when I cruised by one time.

This is life on the rez.

Nobody ever has tinfoil to loan out.

This is life on the rez.

If anyone owes you money, hang out at the post office on grant day.
This is life on the rez.

You see a car with half glass, half plexiglass for a windshield.
This is life on the rez.

The Wateca Warrior Princess walks down main street with shades, not knowing she is legendary.
This is life on the rez.

Tribal presidents are accused of being "too political."
This is life on the rez.

Don't get me wrong, I love my rez. But it is the only rez I ever saw where the casino puts the tribe in debt and doesn't profit for the tribe.

This is life on the Pine Ridge Rez.