Laura Da’


Laura Da’ is a poet and public school teacher.  A lifetime resident of the Pacific Northwest, Da’ studied creative writing at the University of Washington and The Institute of American Indian Arts.  Da’ is an enrolled member of the Eastern Shawnee Tribe of Oklahoma.  She has published poems in Prairie Schooner, Hanging Loose, The Iowa Review, and elsewhere.   Her first chapbook, The Tecumseh Motel, is  featured in Effigies II from Salt Press.  The University of Arizona Press will publish her first full-length manuscript, Tributaries, in 2015. Da’ lives near Seattle with her husband and son.

Chip Livingston

Could Be You


It’s a gray day, this breakfast of laughing down graves,
mom hung. This morning wreck of try the bacon, try 

the fired reunion of cider lungs. Could be you
at 17 preening. Could be you, blue frat boy, 

dug up and reburied. There were pages you heard
through the bedroom tantrum, a low cloud downstairs, 

a cloud spidering, a fall-around, knock-out drive.
Like when you moved to California, the still blond 

sticky lining, a man’s demented frustration
into slopes of blue. Terrible as every mad darkness, 

full sable desire, the headboard’s glad grimace,
the mirror in the hatband, let other instruments 

ground a family, the limits of mind tingling,
the slight nerve quiver steep in the knife chamber.

Double confusion gives rise to menace, a hundred shapes
endured, outstretching distrust, the clock’s iron wonder. 

Could be you one of those black boys missing.
Could be your jaw behind the shin bone. 

Dog-eared, those soul-felt lengths. The shadows
of your intervals have vaguely opened hands.


Chip Livingston




Tiffany Midge


Tiffany Midge is the recipient of the Kenyon Review Earthworks Prize for Indigenous Poetry for The Woman Who Married a Bear (forthcoming) and the Diane Decorah Memorial Poetry Award for Outlaws, Renegades and Saints; Diary of a Mixed-up Halfbreed (Greenfield Review Press).  Her work has appeared in North American Review, The Raven Chronicles, Florida Review, South Dakota Review, Shenandoah, Poetry Northwest and the online journals No Tell Motel and Drunken Boat.  An enrolled Standing Rock Sioux, she holds an MFA from University of Idaho and lives in Moscow, Idaho (Nez Perce country).


Kim Shuck


Kim Shuck is a poet, bead artist, mom, player of video games and is easily distracted by odd facts. She is mostly of Tsalagi and Goral ancestry. Her first manuscript was about a mouse and was drawn in crayon without words before she started attending school, but her most recent books contain words. Clouds Running In is a full-length poetry manuscript and Sidewalk Ndn is a chapbook both published in 2014.

D. Gilson

“On Lake Rabun, Jesus Baptizes Peter”


On Lake Rabun, Jesus Baptizes Peter


Every invitation to white railing
flecked & peeling. The rough of feet
against dock, two naked boys

ought not run on planks
that rot & splinter with stray
two penny nails. I do not mind

you jumping first. Calling out, Follow.
I do not mind the slick of moss
in my hair, your dripping rope of snot.

& because the water will not clean
us, your kiss on my ear, the tease
of a brother, your arms that push

me, laughing, asunder.


“When My Father Speaks of His Past Life”


When My Father Speaks of His Past Life


Cueing from my father’s baseball cap,
United States Air Force Retired,
the waiter works for his tip, Thank you
for your service, sir. And my father 

lauds not the catfish before him, planked
and cornbreaded, but the fish
in Alabama, Let me tell you, nothing
beats those bayou catfish cabins

My father tells our waiter of his favorite,
Jack’s Shack, Fifteen miles south
of Mobile, where he met his wife,

not my mother, the story I have never 

heard (the one he would never tell me),
She played “House of the Rising Sun”
on the jukebox. I half-listen to them talk

about her. I half-listen, my mother’s son.


D. Gilson



Jerry Brunoe

“Love Poem #28: Human Anatomy”


Love Poem #28: Human Anatomy  

for Robert Creeley      


I learned my body  
was bi​symmetrical  
before school:     

each eyelid kissed—
after the tuck,  
before goodnight.



 “Love Poem #51: An Emotional Response”


Love Poem #51: An Emotional Response

for Geffrey Davis


Geffrey, don’t feel lonely  
when your first book sells  
itself to the gentle minds  
of capricious readers and I  
am alone, with old wounds  
I never mentioned publicly,
scraping together bus fare  
to attend a reading of yours.


Jerry Brunoe


Deborah A. Miranda


Deborah A. Miranda is an enrolled member of the Ohlone-Costanoan Esselen Nation of the Greater Monterey Bay Area, and author of the mixed-genre Bad Indians: A Tribal Memoir, two poetry collections (Indian Cartography and The Zen of La Llorona) and co-editor of Sovereign Erotics: An Anthology of Two Spirit Literature.  Currently Deborah is Professor of English at Washington and Lee University where she teaches creative writing and literature. Most recently, Deborah has been working on a collection of essays and a collection of poems in the voices of each California mission.

Casandra Lopez


Casandra Lopez is a Chicana, Cahuilla, Luiseño and Tongva writer raised in Southern California. She has an MFA from the University of New Mexico and has been selected for residencies with the Santa Fe Art Institute as well as the School of Advanced Research where she was the Indigenous writer in residence for 2013. Winner of the 2013 Native Writers Chapbook Award from the Sequoyah National Research Center, her work can be found in various literary journals. She is a CantoMundo Fellow and a founding editor of As/Us: A Space For Women Of The World.