Volume 3, Issue 13
“The Creepin Woman bent the shadows. She was at once tall like a pine tree and as short as a child skipping rope in the street. She was dressed in all black with a face and hands white as a sheet. Her fingers were bony. Her teeth sharp like knives and she had a long tongue that was licking her lips as she watched Cressie. Pulling at the shadows around her like flailing limbs were the souls of the traveling men. Their cries—oooh oooh oooh—trumpeted her presence.”
-DW McKinney, “Cressie Girl and the Creepin Woman”
Not Indians | Visual Art
“In the mid 1950s there was little sensitivity to indigenous people or the possibility of disrespecting native traditions via caricature. Most of our costumes were handmade. My mother substituted lipstick for war paint. The legend on the our candy bags plays off the real nature of the collision of Native and European cultures. Found text and anatomical elements hint at that violence.”
Martha | Poetry
scant offering/ I can make you, great/ grandmother: you stand/ in a hayfield stuffing/ mattresses, squinting/ into sun; my child’s imprint/ of heat and cold and your/ old eyes. I have nothing/ you loved best or tokens/ from any you treasured.
Quail Bell’s Her Plumage | Book Review
“It doesn’t even matter if we’ve had the exact same personal experiences or not,” Stoddard reminded us. “We could all relate to feelings of exclusion, alienation, otherness, and oppression, as well as our willingness to fight, persevere, and rise again.” It’s been a long, hard winter, and with the uncertainty of what comes next, we all need something startling, something beautiful.
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Writing helps center me. It helps me process the difficult and helps release whatever I’m going through. I’m also encouraged by people who send me messages describing how an essay or story I wrote made them laugh or gave them comfort. There’s a sense of freedom. Writing is a process of healing that I try to extend beyond myself.
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