2017 AIHEC Student Poetry Slam Video

On the opening evening of the 2017 AIHEC Student Conference in Rapid City, students from an array of TCUs entertained conference goers with the spoken word at the annual poetry slam.

Cheii’s House

Walking into house It smells like cedar and soap Forgets all troubles Samantha Mitchell is a single parent of two beautiful children who motivate her to pursue her degree so that she can provide a better life for them. She is half Navajo and half Apache. Her clans are Chishi Nishli, Kinyaa’aanii Bashishchiin, Tabaaha Dashicheii, and Tacii’nii Dashinali. A student…

To be an:

Overarching assumption restricted to stigmA Reluctantly given access to the American dreaM Ironically, only reserved for their first refugE Granted rights and ownership but revised on papeR Involuntarily added to cultural genocide alumnI Neglected healthy natural diet until clinically diabetiC Accepted only as mascots or subjective academiA Loathed because we all happened to survive extinctioN James T. Vallie was born…

Where the Dragons Live

I live on the south side of a peninsula, on the borders of society, subtle changes from boulders to sand. Witness the exchange of forces between the tide and the moon, follow the tracks of the wary animals calling this place home, mine so insignificant and out of place not abiding to the unspoken agreement between predator and prey, more…

From the Dark to the Light

That one look that showed you the world of Ego Its breeze suddenly springs into the season being Spiritual Then right in front of me sat a teacher of teachers, Silence Motionless he sat right in front me, with knowledge of Impermanence I understood so little about Non-action Seated cross-legged he showed the greatness of the world and Oneness  …

Sundance for All My Relations

I stomp my brown feet in the red desert sands then claw my way down a pine covered mountain to bathe in a misty shroud of morning and listen as the Great Mystery thunders out another universal warning   How will our little ones survive till tomorrow if the womb of the Earth Mother is thrashed and sprawled creating the…

Sister’s Giveaway

You could have worn the black stripe Pendleton yourself if you’d come down to Oklahoma to get named in the Quaker church in Hominy.   All of us cousins on trust land with our Morrell relatives near Pettit Street named for our family. Uncle Preston slumped on the cracked leather sofa, the eagle wing fan clacking when he lifted his…

With Reservation

I am from recycled goods, bus passes, and borrowed books, walking in the canyons, biking in the woods, reading about places I want to visit, hearing about people I want to meet, riding the bus alone. I am from homes with no electricity and hauled water in containers, brilliant night skies, ambrosial petrichor, cutting wood for winter, baking bread for…

2016 AIHEC Student Poetry Slam

At the 2016 AIHEC student conference in Minneapolis, tribal college students from around the country made their voices heard by competing in the annual slam poetry competition.

Similarity

A quiet room knows how many steps you’ve taken in a dream, considering you’ve been turning to the semblance of an unknown person. The sound of a river silking is hair singed, laminating darkened landscape. I still remember the darkened room and it’s radiance of light penetrating skin. All my possessions used to fit in a box. Dated. Organized A…

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