Bury My Heart With A Keyboard: A Collection (Pre-Order 9/30)
In the darkness of the night, you can hear the keys clacking, typing word after word after word. Each letter typed is a slice of my skin, each word formed a sweat-soaked nightmare, each sentence an amputation of my soul, each story a lifetime in miniature. When I die, when I've pulled all the stories from my heart, bury it with a keyboard… and play some punk while you're at it. -Jacy
Jacy Morris' collection is an assault on Indigenous identity and stereotypes, an exploration of what it means to be Indigenous in a world where identity is commercialized and weaponized. 13 stories of the past, present, and future, all exploring different aspects of our world. At times brutal, at times hauntingly nostalgic, Bury My Heart with a Keyboard refuses to pull punches and revels in its gruesome truths. Filled with callous gods, broken souls, and a constant rejection of the status quo, Bury My Heart with a Keyboard is all you can handle and more.
In the darkness of the night, you can hear the keys clacking, typing word after word after word. Each letter typed is a slice of my skin, each word formed a sweat-soaked nightmare, each sentence an amputation of my soul, each story a lifetime in miniature. When I die, when I've pulled all the stories from my heart, bury it with a keyboard… and play some punk while you're at it. -Jacy
Jacy Morris' collection is an assault on Indigenous identity and stereotypes, an exploration of what it means to be Indigenous in a world where identity is commercialized and weaponized. 13 stories of the past, present, and future, all exploring different aspects of our world. At times brutal, at times hauntingly nostalgic, Bury My Heart with a Keyboard refuses to pull punches and revels in its gruesome truths. Filled with callous gods, broken souls, and a constant rejection of the status quo, Bury My Heart with a Keyboard is all you can handle and more.
In the darkness of the night, you can hear the keys clacking, typing word after word after word. Each letter typed is a slice of my skin, each word formed a sweat-soaked nightmare, each sentence an amputation of my soul, each story a lifetime in miniature. When I die, when I've pulled all the stories from my heart, bury it with a keyboard… and play some punk while you're at it. -Jacy
Jacy Morris' collection is an assault on Indigenous identity and stereotypes, an exploration of what it means to be Indigenous in a world where identity is commercialized and weaponized. 13 stories of the past, present, and future, all exploring different aspects of our world. At times brutal, at times hauntingly nostalgic, Bury My Heart with a Keyboard refuses to pull punches and revels in its gruesome truths. Filled with callous gods, broken souls, and a constant rejection of the status quo, Bury My Heart with a Keyboard is all you can handle and more.