Author: Oyate Hotanin

  • Too Scared To Die Young by Lamont’e Lewis

    It wasn’t my choice to be born in this world to just die you know?  I cannot tell if death can come from the left or the right, but I always remain moving forward.  Moving forward while my shadow moves backward.  It’s not hard for me to cross the street looking both ways while my…

  • Homeland by Kowthar Shire

    This is my homeland.The soil from which I blossomed.My roots tangled together as I grew,wrapping around the thin bark of an acacia tree. I remember running through the long grass.feeling the soft bed of dirt under my feet,feeling the wind whisper in our hair. I remember the riverthat watched me wax like slivers of the…

  • Mother Earth Father Sky

    by Isabel Lopez Hear my heartbeat. When it runs out of time it will never run out of life. It will be present through eons of pulses. No social construct or colonized existences will ever take away the humanity that still beats through the airwaves of Father sky and the roots of Mother Earth.  These entities do not exist…

  • Buffalo Show – May 9th, 2023

    Buffalo Show – May 9th, 2023

    Write-up by Basanti Miller (she/her) “I couldn’t tell which side of the dream I was on.” Ben Weaver (Buffalo Weavers) “The Other Side if the Dream” Do creative, healing communities exist only in our dreams, or can they be realized? In early May, inside of the Bryant Lake Bowl Theater, an answer revealed itself to…

  • calloused bodies/soft souls

    calloused bodies/soft souls

    Poet: Esme Crillion Miners in a cavecovered in soot, and tearsthat staled upondad’s first lessonabout manhood,are akin to the liverthat takes a beating,which is like the loverthat couldn’t hurt a fly. A ravine run dryof water and gold,requires a manto sift with patience.These cherokee drumsand the sapfrom this old maple,which is just as thin as…

  • It hailed in May

    Poem by: Bella I’m in pain But I’m doin just fine Cuz I’m outside In a shirt No boots No coat No snow Straight dirt I’m cool But I ain’t cold Cuz the spring wind blows With the whisper of summer’s warmth I’m feeling the loving breeze Sipping on some ginger tea Mother Earth grounding…

  • Part 3: A Conversation with Russel Balenger: The Founder of the Circle of Peace Movement

    Written by: Sabrina Nur & Carrie Pomeroy Part 3: Growing Community Healing  In Parts 1 and 2 of our conversation with community leader Russel Balenger, we learned about how his childhood in Rondo and his family’s example inspired him and how he grew to become involved in criminal justice reform efforts and worked to connect…

  • Part 2: A Conversation with Russel Balenger: The Founder of the Circle of Peace Movement

    Part 2: Growing Into Leadership Written by: Carrie Pomeroy & Sabrina Nur In Part 1 of this conversation with St. Paul community leader Russel Balenger, we talked about Russel’s childhood growing up in St. Paul’s Rondo neighborhood both before and after the construction of Interstate 94. We also learned about how his parents profoundly shaped…

  • Intimately

    Poet: Maryan Yusuf See I know death intimately. Sometimes she arrives unannounced Catches me off guard. But she’s usually kinder then.Doesn’t ask for much.Only for a place to lay her head.She tries to stay out of your way, but it’s hard not to meet her in your studio flat. It’s when she leaves you a…

  • Cracking Open the Possibility of Joy

    Collective Power Is Needed for Climate Healing Reflections on Climate Grief to Joy, Healing Circle Programming at Crosby Farm Park Written by: Grace Generous The crisp October day welcomed us into the circle as we gathered in the clearing at Crosby Farm Park. Jothsna, Buffalo, Laura, and Ben welcomed us, asking us to find a…