• Alice Azure It was September of 2012 in Milwaukee. A group of us were packed into a van on our way back to our hotel from the opening ceremonies of Returning the Gift. Maurice Kenny was sitting right behind me in the van, driven by a young man intent on, ...
  • My Uivak I am Inuk. My homeland is Nunatsiavut while my hometown is Amherst, Massachusetts. I have my husband and our daughter with super friends. Gobbling fish, creating art in various medium, and being near water are musts for this lil’ Inuk. I was removed against my wishes from my ...
  • Carol Dana
    Coats 1. It was fall and he was gone again. Oh, he’ll probably come back drunk, she thought to herself. And he thinks I drink way too much, hunh! She smoothed back her hair and looked in the mirror. That deep longing of loneliness was tugging at her again. The ...
  • Don't Look Back She was in a home for those who wait, where they sit and fondle favored toys from the bins of memory, picking through the litter of their lives and muttering bits of dialogue from happier times. They seem to understand each other’s lives, and bond, while preserving ...
  • On Wampanoag Clothing in Native Fashion Now by Elizabeth James-Perry I would have to conclude, after this playful photograph was snapped at the November 2015 exhibit opening, that my brother and I are indeed, Re-visitors. My Aquinnah women’s outfit in Native Fashion Now, Peabody Essex Museum exemplifies the way trade ...
  • I received the letter below, with some of Doris Seale’s poems, from Judy Dow, and reprint that material here with her permission.  Judy also supplied the following biography of Doris, as well as the photographs --Cheryl Savageau, editor. ******** Doris Marion Seale was born in 1936 in Brattleboro, VT, and ...
  •   Harlan Chronicles   Intro to Story The Harlan Chronicles is a forthcoming novella series that follows the life of Harlan Drinkwater, set in a post-reservation dystopia, the first set of stories in the PRD Series. During a time when all books written are screened and digitized as federal property, ...
  • To The Young Couple  In The Booth Across From Me   You looked into each other’s eyes while above you five televisions blared five different games and around you Friday Night Happy Hour cursed and howled and waitresses in short kilts and kneesocks danced past you blouses molded to their ...
  • Wikôtamuwôk Wuci Ki tà Kihtahan (A Celebration of Land and Sea): Modern Indigenous Cuisine in New England Preface As a Mohegan tribal member, I grew up attending festivals and events that centered around indigenous food, such as the Green Corn Festival, Succotash Time, and summer powwows throughout New England. Many ...
  • Timothy Littlehawk Blanchette
    The 6th Sense I see her On posters and on the TV screen I see her Outline piercing through beams of light That pour Through the old, long-pained windows Inside The Osbourne Correctional Facility I hear your Lyrics Whisper Inside my head and on the wind I hear you Singing ...
  • REBEL DAWTA 2: The Kitchen Formica tables with stainless steel strips around their edges yellow tables, the color of freshly churned country butter glass topped butter dishes gold-rimmed sugar bowls plastic paper napkin and matching salt and pepper shakers marvelous shakers labeled P and S fat bellied enigmatic short white ...
  • Weaver Weaver by weaver, Up and under each standard Up and under As my hand moves in rhythm A figure starts to emerge A figure of the ancestors Silently whispering Reminding us they are still here Through tradition Through language They are still here To the naked eye a basket ...

Issue no. 6

The Sixth Issue
  • Wendy Dyer

    A Mother's Wounds Content warning: gun violence "But soon my companions were lost to my sight beyond the mountain ridge in my rear, which still seemed ever retreating before me, and I climbed alone over huge rocks, loosely poised, a mile or more, still edging toward the clouds; for though ...