Grunge

Grunge

Me Too

Me Too

Laika

How small we must have looked to you
from way up there. Our true, cruel humanity
revealed as we rocketed you skyward.


Down and Out in Pueblo

He was just an escapee from the border town of El Chuco, working a shit job in a shit hole, passing through on his way to tomorrow.


Mohawk

Mohawk

The Empty Plate

Later on my mother called me and my two older brothers into the bedroom to tell us our father went to heaven.


2018 Introduction by Kimberly Blaeser

Growing up on White Earth reservation, my brother, cousins, and I fed on stories. Mostly I mean that figuratively— with a wild hunger for stories, we chased them down and devoured them wherever we could. Around camp fires, in fish houses, over the kneading of bread dough we heard stories and a mixture of songs. Often the voices of aunties…


All Alone

Got so much pain more than I can contain Put that little bloodsucker back on my vein Yeah I’m supposed to be happy of course But I’m hyperventilating put me to bed by force. Hate waking up, I’ll sleep thru day Drown me and leave me by the bay Let my body appear by the shore. How much more loneliness…


The Duality of Gender and Sexuality

What is gender to you? What is sexuality, in your mind? I believe I have a very miniscule right to have an opinion on this very interesting and highly debated topic because first of all, I do not identify as LGBTQ, but I have nothing but love and support for everyone. Though, while growing up, I did things no one…


Doing Time

There are liquid nooses that drip from the roof tops in White Clay. Entwined are the bodies of many Lakota men and women who purchased an addiction by paying with their lives. She is held without bond within the four bars of White Clay, Nebraska. A state run incorrectional institution built upon addiction and paid for by the people who…