Erika T. Wurth’s Buckskin Cocaine is a wild, beautiful ride into the seedy underworld of Native American film. These are stories about men maddened by fame, actors desperate for their next buckskin gig, directors grown cynical and cruel, and dancers who leave everything behind in order to make it, only to realize at thirty that there is nothing left. Poetic and strange, Wurth’s characters and vivid language will burn themselves into your mind, and linger.
This is the raw stuff, the loud stuff, the hard stuff, the true stuff. It’ll infect you in a way you won’t realize at first, too. Not until days later, when you can’t remember if you read this or you lived it. Trust me: you did both. —Stephen Graham Jones
BUCKSKIN COCAINE is a big voicey chorus of drugs, sex, booze, movies, and most of all the drumbeat of want, need, and desire. —Kyle Minor.