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Monthly Archives: September, 2017

Dillen Peace—Cover Art

Navajo Corn In Diné creation story, corn is one of the few plants to survive the harsh conditions of each of the worlds previous to our current world. It is … Continue reading

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Letter From the Editors

As/Us is excited to present this issue dedicated to sacred spaces. Our intention with this issue was to acknowledge colonial violence and the love within our various threatened communities. This … Continue reading

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Daisy Arciniega—Poetry

Immigrants El Paso The pass El Paso The speed Él Pasó He passed ¿Pasó? Did he pass? El Puente The pass The pass El Paso Donde todos se encuentran Where … Continue reading

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Mary Saad Assel—Nonfiction

The Unspoken Power of Love In June of 1985, Rania, Dania, and I left Lebanon to spend the summer with my parents in Detroit. Mazen, eighteen at the time, stayed … Continue reading

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Ariana Brown—Poetry

Abuela, de Carrizo Springs “[The local Mexican residents are a] class of foreigners who claim American citizenship but are as ignorant of things American as the mule.” – Carrizo Springs … Continue reading

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Christina Chavez—Poetry

In the woods she grew taller than the majestic cocoa sequoias that bore emeralds for leaves and glistened the most brilliant of hues dazzling in beams of sunshine that danced … Continue reading

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Jessica Christy—Sculpture

The Rhythm of Instinct The rhythm of instinct is a melodious constant. A force we can count on, expected, part of the natural world. Humans, once a part of this … Continue reading

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Lyndsey Ellis—Fiction

BETTER Someone was stealing things from the garage. Raynah kicked at the door’s broken lock and lugged the morning’s emptied garbage cans inside. The scent of wet rat fur hit … Continue reading

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Enas—Spoken Word

Djamila in the 1960s, Algerian revolutionary, Djamila Boupacha was captured by French soldiers and raped with a broken beer bottle and the one question she asked herself, was “Do you … Continue reading

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Cecelia Gonzalez—Poetry

Grito Have you ever heard the voice of skin? My skin has the sound of pride A kind of pride that could only come from within. 1 part black. 1 … Continue reading

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Eneida Patricia Alcalde González—Fiction

Traveler The cartel’s soldiers extorted old and young, rich and poor to give up the names of the town’s teenage boys. The drug lords had a quota to fill, and … Continue reading

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Renee Harleston—Fiction

Embodied Douglas was Faye’s second child. It took an entire day for him to come screaming into this world and a day before his fourth birthday he was taken from … Continue reading

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Mah-ro Khan—Poetry

Letters to Memories Dear JFK, I write to your statue because the police ordered us to move, since our protest was disturbing it. Therefore, even dead you are more important … Continue reading

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Meera Ekkanath Klein—Fiction

The Barber Behind every cut, trim, and snip there is a story.  As he sits for his hair cut, Ravi complains that his mother is too harsh on his young … Continue reading

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Lisa King—Nonfiction

Making Ceremony Out of Darkness: Walking With Our Sisters, Ziibiwing Center   Handle these watchwords with love—make a healing space for families and loved ones in pain. These are the … Continue reading

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Jessica Helen Lopez—Poetry

Post-Dust Bowl Supermarket Shopping after Allen Ginsberg’s Supermarket in California   What thoughts I have of you this sun-drenched day, John Steinbeck, for I walked beneath the pristine and polished … Continue reading

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Sarah Maria Medina—Poetry

Inversions on the 30th Parallel You’ve got dates with three                 fates set up, —————but you’re calling                     my spiritual      voicemail. I hear you crying at                  night. I catch … Continue reading

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Ruby Hansen Murray—Nonfiction

Our Hearts Beating In early June, I pull over to watch fireflies on a road outside of Fairfax on the Osage reservation. Their sparks appear and disappear against a scramble … Continue reading

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Cantrice Janelle Penn—Poetry

razed here there’s a letter on the door.   the trees whose arms have sheltered us for years must come down in the name of “safety.”   i peel back … Continue reading

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Vivian Faith Prescott—Poetry

Vivian Faith Prescott is a fifth generation Alaska of Sámi heritage, born and raised in Wrangell, Alaska. She lives in Wrangell at her family’s fishcamp. She holds an MFA from … Continue reading

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Amina Re—Nonfiction

from: The Men Are Protecting Us 2 I woke and pulled the plugs from my ears. I sat up and looked out of my car windows to people walking and … Continue reading

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Charles Rencountre & Alicia Rencountre-Da Silva—Sculpture

How Not Afraid To Look Got To Standing Rock I’m a traditional pipe carver. I have been since I was a young man growing up in Rapid City, South Dakota. … Continue reading

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Mario Reyna—Poetry

It’s Home After Maurice Sendak Where the wild things dwell, I find myself nesting and yelling, Failing to hold the façade I’ve been told to put on. I chant hymns … Continue reading

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Jesse Silva—Photography

Never Silent Jesus E. Silva (Jesse) Born 1978 of Los angeles California has been a  professional photographer for the past four years. He has been published and inducted into the … Continue reading

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CJ Sounds—Poetry

I Am Not I am not my skin, my eyes, or my hair. Your box will not define me. No soy mi Español, y no puedes decirme porque jamas caminado … Continue reading

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Saba Waheed—Fiction

You Want It Darker You order a beer. It’s before noon, but I don’t say anything. I just turn my head towards you. What? We’re on vacation, you say. I … Continue reading

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