The Fox

To a young teenage girl, the last ten minutes of school on a Friday take a billion years. I tried to listen to the teacher, but my mind kept wandering. I always get really anxious to get home and pack when I know Grandpa and Uncle will be waiting when I get there. Oh, how I love it that Grandpa…

Unwanted Marriage

Watching the sun go down made me feel warm inside, seeing how the colors look on the mesas. What beautiful colors the sunlight makes, like purple on the lower layer, turning to a soft pink color. His arm around my shoulder made me feel warm like the sunset. The colors were dimming, telling us we ought to go home soon….

Hellhound

I awoke from a very intense wet dream. No, this is not what you sick-minded freaks are thinking of. This was a dream so vivid that all of my senses went into overdrive. This exhilarating, yet disturbing dream caught me by surprise. I have never dreamt in color. In the dream, I was a charcoal-gray wolf, running free, the cold…

Sourtoe

I got the phone call I’d been dreading. The woman at the nursing home told me it was almost time, that my Auntie Edith was about to die. Of course, she didn’t say “die,” that word being too raw, too final. She told me Edith hadn’t been able to eat anything for days and had started holding her arm up…

Forgive Me

Beth stood in the middle of the Mojave, her eyes cast up towards what she’d always considered an abysmal, black sky. But now in the silence of the desert, galaxies revealed themselves just beyond her icy touch. She didn’t dare blink for fear of missing a single second of a sky that seemed to beckon to her. Her body heaved,…

In Our Blood

The powwow grounds were bitter, only a handful of dancers and a couple drums brought in the Grand Entry remained. It was a shame to find that it wasn’t a celebration anymore, more like going through the motions of being an Indian. Although it was a powwow, the younger generations of on lookers were oblivious to what “used to be;”…

Of Missionaries and Indian Loggers

“You’re ugly.” A small girl, perhaps three years old, tells him as he walks past a rusty swing set. “Why?” he asks, genuinely curious. “Your skin is brown.” She responds. It’s true. Though his mom is light skinned, he could never be mistaken for anything other than Native on the basis of looks. His father’s brown skin out raced his…

Silence

In the end, it was the silence that told him more than any word ever could’ve hoped. The thick shag of the hotel carpet dulled the thud of his bare feet as he paced the room for what seemed to be the thousandth time that long and lonesome night. His quick, successive breaths seemed to echo off the hotel walls…

Rat City

Zombie rats had overtaken the city. The mayor had called the piper to lead the rats out of the city, but the rats ate the piper and only left a pile of bones with a flute broken in half. The red and orange flames from the fire lit the dark city. Hours before, the use of high explosive missiles was…

Unbelievable Night

Joseph’s whole day is so perfect on Thanksgiving. Then his night is truly a living nightmare. That’s what happens when you’re young, Native, and living on the west side of Denver. There are lots of Natives in Denver. Lots of young native men come from the reservations and think that the city rules are like the rez rules. Rules are…

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