“Do you have Native blood?” she asks, as if the liquid in my veins could be distilled, the exact ancestry passed down to me from my great-grandmother turned into a number that determines something about who I am or where I come from.
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In Your Blood
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“Do you have Native blood?” she asks, as if the liquid in my veins could be distilled, the exact ancestry passed down to me from my great-grandmother turned into a number that determines something about who I am or where I come from.