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By LeRoy Grafe of the Institute of American Indian Arts
My friend Jon and I were in one of our moods of being destructive little men wreaking havoc on the small town of Ontonagon.
All I knew was that I lost one of my best friends. Then, I cried hard, like a dam bursting.
There was a strange but familiar smell, it was a mixture of musky perfume, sage, and beef soup. I knew for sure who it was in my kitchen, and it wasn’t a burglar, it was my Grandma.
And one day she was sure she’d come to love her baby too. It was a bit of cosmic mercy in the midst of hell.
As the evening star appeared, the despair that she’d kept locked in a fist grip behind her moved in close, as if the tiny light had beckoned it forward.
Wade Shannah of Navajo Technical University won the 2018 TCJ Student Film Contest with his creatively frenzied and edgy horror-noir picture What a Night.