Thomas Doty – Storyteller
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Like Coyote
Late night in September at Crater Lake, the stars flare, and a quarter moon tips sideways across the sky, spilling light. I walk the rim, pulling in breaths of night air and eyeing sparks of the night stars.
One star stands out, a large star over the north rim, the star Coyote fell in love with in a Klamath myth. She flashes the colors of fall: reds and yellows. She is so bright she draws a line of light across the surface of the lake, despite the spilled light of the moon, despite the light of other stars.
Like Coyote, I'm attracted to the colors. I grab at the star. The moon spills out myths.
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