What we know
When Towee asked her where they were going
What they were doing, who those thick-clothed
men were, Katalin had no answers.
When Henry Pitkin left the Ute Army Escort,
Carrying Towee wrapped above his saddlebags,
Katalin could only conjure up blurred lines of
the white and red streaked cliffs of what had
once been her home and was now White Man Territory.
Leave each color alone, was all Katalin could pray.