The Writing Machine

Stories by Christian Cloud Abraham

Spirit Walkers

MEMOIR PROJECT ROUGH DRAFT

By midnight the party died down and people either went home or passed out in the kid’s rooms or on the couches and I found myself fighting sobriety with an Indian together doing shots and drinking beers in the family room on the reclining chairs talking ghosts and spirits and listening to his stories from the reservation where he had seen firsthand while driving late at night the glowing skeleton ghosts known on the reservation as “spirit walkers” roaming across the desolate desert landscapes lit by full moon.

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© 2006 Christian Cloud Abraham

Posted on September 27, 2006 in
Emotion: Wonder, Type: Creative Nonfiction