The Time Given –Where is it that fills the deepness I feel? You will say I'm not Robin the Hood, but how could I hide from top to foot, that I lost something in the hills? – Sibylle Baier, I Lost Something in the Hills I do alright by forgiveness…

Bite Your Tongue After: Of Silence. Drowned the Sound of Your Retreat by Jennifer Elise Foerster That was one way to let go, what identity borne in discussions of cats passed, by this cupboard of shadows scattered dusk-bound. The…

Ain't Even Snowflakes fall into your ears. They are just heavier than air – just. Crystal forms melt on warm lithic bodies. Nostalgia wants us sickly. Nothing ever was real but once, and you blinked. Done tried to relive over…

DISTINCTION after INTIMACY by Ada Limón I detected in Almanac of the Dead, a clear, severe irony erupt between the limited author and a boundless conceit— the way whiteness codifies a lack of differences, of detailed vision…

Lipograph Neutrinos fall through matter like shadow. Velvet lips twtch. Graveled edges blown onto dry stone capillaries, a knife out of water. Compressr/sustainr expresses sounds roundr, explicit – rattle the quakng…

clock to wake up at nine am is a sign of depression. So, I picked up this plastic analog alarm clock and felt it go silent in my grasp. I dropped it, falling fastly back asleep. When I woke up in the afternoon to prepare for another night of kevlar…

My mother's house was on a partially isolated plot of land adjacent to a highway, but situated down a long, muddy dirt driveway. There was one neighboring house occupied by a neighbor family I had known my whole life. They, however, were about…

Having hot flashes every day for a year, they were panic attacks, they were a manifestation of a superpower, they were an excuse for how I was coming to meet the world as a newly adulthood knighted man. I longed to disintegrate. Seeking out intellectual…

with an innocent face. He made about eighty dollars and tried to give me half. I told him to keep it, for the veterans. I was not interested in money, and this was not a circus gig, I was doing the lord's work, and I didn't mean Jesus, I meant…

wasn't even sure what I looked like anymore. Before I got sober, I remember staring at selfies taken on a Motorola Cliq. The grainy images blown up on an HP laptop. Black bags under my eyes, sallow flesh on a sad expression. Who even are you…

wish I still had those shirts. People I'd just met would be staring at my chest for some time, a creeping feeling of unwell shadowing their faces, and they would ask, what's on your shirt. Being able to tell them was likely the highlight of any…

The hot flashes had been the penumbra of an advancing torment. The idea was floated many times that, if I wanted to, I could turn the ship around. I could simply chose to look away from the other worlds I was seeing. That a smart, young, white…

was excised like a human tumor from her life, we visited Bobbi-Jo at Dunkin Donuts, where she worked. She gave me a coffee and Pepper asked me to take Brick for a walk so they could spend ten minutes together. I took the coffee and the dog and…

A postindian is a person formerly referred to through the caricature of manifest manners as an Indian. The postindian is a presence. There is nothing to believe here. Postindian warriors can be honorable or dishonorable and anywhere in between…

The word manifest manners arose out of Vizenor's experience with educators at Park Rapids High School in northern Minnesota. It describes a curious kind of racialist way of approaching native people (students at first) with a deference toward…

Honor is about relation. It is about the creation of a more suitable world. It is the reification of values in conduct. Honor is not a title, it is a way of practicing being in relation with oneself and community. Honor is built by sharing stories…

The double other is a construct of the literature of dominance. Native persons are cast as characters, pronouns which describe opposite ends of savagism and salvation. Colonizers then seek to inhabit these imagined native others, and replace…

Narrative chance is the fourth of four postmodern conditons invigorating the critique and discourse of native and postindian lit. One of Vizenor's many dichotomies. Irony plays a major role in understanding how the colonizing mindset views civilization…

A presence is implied in an absence is implied in a presence. Beyond that circular comparison, Vizenor's absence and presence bear meaningful comparison to Silko's dichotomy between people who practice distinction and subtlety and those who minimize…

Manifest Manners is a book written through interpretation. It is a translation of reality into colonial English. Vizenor demonstrates trickster hermeneutics by employing definitions in multiple dimensions at once. To thoroughly diagram the web…