Native American Literature
As an Indigenous poet, Belcourt is creating space for himself and his community in “a world we did not want, a world that we did not build for ourselves.”
The writer on writing about urban legends, gay life on the reservation, and why he created a happy ghost.
The boy who is coming home with part of himself missing is the man’s nephew. The man, Silas, receives the news and hangs up the phone, numb. He wants a drink. He doesn’t want a drink. He wants time to move backward.
Navajo language, photography, and the shifting landscape of the Southwest guide the poet’s latest collection, Dissolve.
Wordplay as dissent in Layli Long Soldier’s Whereas
I must work, I must eat, I must art, I must mother, I must friend, I must listen, I must observe, constantly I must live.
Survived the war but
was having trouble