A Special Message from Luci Tapahonso

Four years ago, I wrote the following lines memorializing one of my last times with my mother: “We were alone in the quiet house. Across the road, a cow bellowed and somewhere by the wash, Dogs were barking playfully. One sounded like a puppy. Here in the living room, we rested, closing our eyes. Then she said, with her eyes…

2002 Introduction by Luci Tapahonso

The art of storytelling has always been strong in indigenous communities. Over the centuries, the form has evolved and exists now in many versions. This collection of student writing from various tribal colleges shows how dynamic this literary form is today. Although the students touch upon contemporary concerns, there exist nuances of the indigenous philosophies and teachings that are the…