Turkey Buzzard
I am going to tell you a story, a story told to me by my grandfather. I am Dineh, the people of the Southwestern United States. I was told about the animals and their roles or how they became the …
Fiction
Student 2022
Writing Contest Honorable Mentions
You Scream, I Scream
I zoomed in on the phone screen, the app’s map clear as day said, “Frostie Freeze.” Eric’s tiny character, his bitmoji, was his exact match, a virtual representation of self. Every snap chatter had one, and we spent way too …
The Earth and Wind
“Wind wanted the Sky all to herself and would go to any lengths to make it so…”
Scattered Threads on Dancing Winds
In the few months before cancer took hold of my grandmother, she’d flown down the coast from New York to visit us for one last Virginia summer together. I was about ten at the time and old enough to know …
Lessons in Motion
Untitled by Courtney Grammentz of Nueta Hidatsa Sahnish College
The sound of the stream flowing behind him was comforting. The water always represented both a means of refuge and a means of transportation, so he always found himself relaxing along the shores and banks during his journeys. Things were …
Walking Through Ice Alaska
Refraction by Tyson Killsontop of Chief Dull Knife College
It started as soon as I left the warm cozy embrace of the cab of my white pickup truck that was parked in the crowded parking lot. The first thing I noticed was the cold—the absolute bitterness of the cold …
Spread Wings
“Are you free?” It was a weird place to remember her name. “Yes,” I replied hesitantly. “Drop it.” “What?” “What you’re thinking. You know it’s not wrong to feel what you feel, though they say otherwise.” If I …
The Secret to Being a Perfect Parent
A man and woman suffered from infertility for two decades. They tried many things to get pregnant with no results. They tried every medication and treatment from modern medicine to tribal ceremonies. The woman decided to fast in hopes of …
So Be It
Amuck the pandemic, disorientation has become a mode of being. It is the only fluidity available to me which permits survival. But it dampens my feelings, the inability to rely on any given circumstance forces me into an inner retreat, …
Cloudburst
“Grandfather would step outside and look up at the pure blue sky, the wrinkles on his face deepening, mimicking the dry cracked earth as he searched for the clouds.”