When the buffalo went away the hearts of my people fell to the ground and they could not lift them up again. After this nothing happened.

What happens after all your culture’s ways of making meaning disappear? How can you move forward when the future is literally inconceivable?

A philosophical meditation on the courageous life of the great Apsáalooké (Crow Indian) Chief Plenty Coups.

For a further teaser, see the review in The Marginalian.