• Phoebe “Songbundle” Legere (Abenaki) lives in Maine and New York City. She is an internationally recognized composer and multi-disciplinary artist.
  • "...He is said to have been the last Red Man in Acton ..." (Robert Frost)
  • Writer’s Statement   Some quotes like some faces are seared into one’s consciousness. One such quote was from a graduate level faculty member who stated, “You can’t be a writer if you don’t read Ezra Pound.” Another faculty member stated, “Native writing isn’t writing and is not to be pursued.” 1. ...
  • POETRY   skitkomiq kihci-kikuwosson wewehseyutomon ktahkomiq ma-te wen `topeltomuwon ktahkomiq psi-te keq nituwi nutomonon ktahkomihkuk micuwakon, `samaqan, ktahkomonsol… skitkomiq kihci-kikuwosson kilun yut skitkomiq kikon     the earth is our great mother treat the earth as sacred nobody owns the earth everything I need, I get from the earth food, ...
  • Not Perfect I don’t shower everyday. I’m not perfect. I sing off-key when I drive on the highway I’m not perfect, I have a dedicated partner but still get crushes everyday. But hey, I’m not perfect. There are a lot of things I can forgive and understand as human error, ...
  • Wocawson Cipenuk From the East she blows a gentle rainAnd washes away our worry and pain.Her breezes reach out and bath the nightThen peace is found in the morning light.Yet still we weep from sorrow and strife,From sickness and diseases that plague our life.Perhaps, she thinks, I can blow stronger,And ...
  • The Wasp and Spider People in Low Income Tribal Housing i. Circles of Mud, Dust, and Spit the wasps were making their home inside the crease in the siding of my apartment they wove and wove circles of mud and dust and spit their numbers increased to thirty or fourty ...
  • 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 ...
  • Derek C. Maus "Mastery" If ever word there was that needed rescue From overfoul connotation, it might well be this: Master. From Tom Waits’s Renfield shouting it slavishly – “May-aaaaaasss-tuh!” – at Gary Oldman’s draconic Dracula, To Simon Legree’s “bad cop” juxtaposed against Augustine St. Clare’s ostensibly “good cop” It’s ...
  • Sequence of Life I held on to your soul While you sold Your last celestial breath To the skies and all her stars. We sat before the rolling seas Filled with much trepidation, Never quite sure how to surrender Our words and bodies to all their beauty. I can’t remember ...
  • 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 ...
  • Lily Paul Her name is Aurora Little Bear. When she pushed herself out of her mother’s womb, old Lily Paul caught her. Lily’s strong brown hands were calloused from work, veins popping with excitement. She washed her and wrapped her in a flannel blanket while she sang Aurora her Indian ...

Issue no. 6

The Sixth Issue
  • Wendy Newell 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 ...