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Our Purpose
Native Literatures Generations (NLG) is dedicated to providing a global forum for original works of literature by writers from the indigenous nations of North America and Hawai'i. Our goal is to support writers in their endeavors by offering a venue for linking them with new audiences and potential publishers. Moreover, our magazine is designed to generate funds to provide financial support for writers through scholarships and project funding.

NLG is a quarterly, with content accessible online for only three months (with rights reverting to authors thereafter).

NLG is seeking submissions, please view our Submissions Page.

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE (9/6/2010):

The online magazine Native Literatures: Generations announces a call for submissions for its first award ($1,000) to support a writer from the indigenous nations of North America and Hawai’i. NLG publishes in all genres: poetry, fiction (short stories but also novel excerpts if self-contained), creative nonfiction, drama and mixed-genre/media. Submissions are limited to three poems, one short story (or novel excerpt), one creative nonfiction essay, or a scene/two interrelated scenes of complete plays. Authors may submit in no more than two genres. (We prefer manuscripts be in MS Word or Rich Text format.)

All authors whose submissions are accepted for publication in Volume 1.3 and 1.4 are eligible for the award. (All those published will receive a free three-month subscription; there is no “reader fee.”) The recipient will be selected by a popular vote taken from all readers with a premium subscription to the magazine. Deadline: submissions for Volume 1.3 are due by 5 October; Volume 1.4 submissions are due by 15 December. Send them to:

submissions@nativeliteratures.com

The award of $1,000 will be made in early March.

 

Our Board
D.L. Birchfield, Gloria Bird, Sherwin Bitsui, Kimberly Blaeser, Elizabeth Cook-Lynn, Heid Erdrich, Eric Gansworth, Gordon Henry Jr., Joy Harjo, kuʽualoha hoʽomanawanui, Lee Maracle, Dian Million, Simon Ortiz, Luci Tapahonso, Laura Tohe

Essays

"Red Insight"

by Sara Marie Ortiz

Sat, Jan 15, 2011

Sara Marie Ortiz

“Our stories do, indeed, look different in the 21st Century but they contain ideas, ways of surviving, ways that can and will instruct us on how we’re to go on, if we can just manage to respect them and share them in a good way.”

"A Bridge"

by DeAnna Quietwater Noriega

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

DeAnna Quietwater Noriega

“A Bridge”     

“Now this man wearing a ribbon shirt wouldn't give her a number to enter the competition because her name wasn't on a roll.  How strange that what SHE knew in her heart didn't matter to him.”

"Women Drumming"

by Lee Deranger

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Lee Deranger

“Women Drumming” 

“The 1960s became a time of quiet change. People who had never lived where their existence was a matter of record slowly started to make an appearance. There were people whose births had never been recorded. Some of today’s “non-status Indians” are descended of these people.”

“From Out of the Dark”

by Matthew Haynes

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Matthew Haynes

“From Out of the Dark”        

“I have an understanding of what it means to be paranoid.  However, it isn’t paranoia that I feel when I am in the dark.  It is true fear of something that is breathing down my neck even when I know that it can’t be.”

"The Lack of Bath Tale"

by D.L. Birchfield

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

D.L. Birchfield

From “The Lack of Bath Tale”: “I had already opened my mouth to straighten him out about the mistake he had made, when it occurred to me that I might want to try to steal this case, if I could convince this turkey that I was about the meanest thing that ever bit into a piece of fry bread, which surely would make him think he really was talking to that other cat.”

"Healing from Within"

by Marcella Hadden

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Marcella Hadden

“Healing from Within”          

“I can hear the jingles as the dancers move past me.  I feel the air and the medicine from their fans on my face.  I clutch my ribbon skirt and begin to weep.”

Verse

“Before Dawn” and Others

by Mihku Paul

Sat, Jan 15, 2011

Mihku Paul

“Before Dawn” and Others               

 

“Some, swallowed from view in

one gulp of alley.  I stood on that corner

too long.  It could have been years,

long empty belly seasons, no destination in   

                        particular but you, my signpost,

guiding me out of street limbo.”

"Fish Point in Early Summer" and Others

by Don McCluskey

Sat, Jan 15, 2011

Don McCluskey

"Fish Point in Early Summer" and Others

 

Rousted from early morning slumber

The best kind of sleep

I am reminded the old people say

It is your ancestors

who wake you

to greet the day

"Cord" and Others

by Sara Marie Ortiz

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Sara Marie Ortiz

 

“Cord” and Others                 

“The cord of memory is this.

Aorta; capillaries,

silky wet red-black membrane

of the eye socket

without its eye.”

"Words"

by DeAnna Quietwater Noriega

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

DeAnna Quietwater Noriega

“Words”         

 

“Words in my head

Words from my heart

Words on a printed page.”

“Ajijaak” and Others

by Cecelia R. LaPointe

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Cecelia R. LaPointe

“Ajijaak” and Others                         

“Look at the nibi flowing,
Nibi flowing like blood in your veins,
Nibi is healing,
Healing to ajijaak,”

"Aunt Philomène’s TB Story"

by Stephanie Fitzgerald

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Stephanie Fitzgerald

“Aunt Philomène’s TB Story”                       

“At fourteen, she

Began to cough,

Ribs cracking, bubbles

Of dark blood bruising

Pale lips.”

"Mt. Shasta" and Others

by Judi Brannan Armbruster

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Judi Brannan Armbruster

“Mt. Shasta” and Others

“A lone coyote follows a cattle herd

Hungering for some late fall calves.”

“Whatcom Creek” and Others

by Tiffany Midge

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Tiffany Midge

“Whatcom Creek” and Others

“I used to pray for him

before prayer was futile as these fish

pitching their fruiting bodies into dim

bleary tombs.”

"My Generation" and Others

by Stephanie Sellers

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Stephanie Sellers

 "My Generation" and Others

 

"a Golden Mixed-Blood Era

every one of us different

every one of us working together"

"Mí Corazón" and Others

by Lee Francis IV

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Lee Francis IV

“Mí Corazón” and Others                  

“this glass of wine

your face

reflected in the sun

and amber

grapes long since pressed

into service.”

“Chase Me Around the Earth” and Others

by Gord Bruyere

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Gord Bruyere

“Chase Me Around the Earth” and Others    

 

“Warm me while we dance.

Chase me around the earth

and we will know both dark and light.”

Other Media

Stories

"Harvest Rabbit"

by Kim Shuck

Sat, Jan 15, 2011

Kim Shuck

“Harvest Rabbit”                               

“Rabbit Food pops corn; she pops an armload of corn. She pours hot, fragrant, popped corn into the largest punch bowl she owns and dusts it with powdered hot chili. The corn steams, innocent of butter or salt: radiant red-dusted white.”

"The Photographer"

by Matthew Haynes

Sat, Jan 15, 2011

Matthew Haynes

“I watched the kid teeter on his barstool.  I watched the way his hair would begin to crawl across his forehead from under his cap and how he, intuitively, would tuck it back.  I immediately thought that this could be the one.”

"The Legend of the 4 Directions Beans"

by Jeanne Northrop

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

Jeanne Northrop

“The Legend of the 4 Directions Beans”       

“So sure enough, everybody, whether we knew them or not, stopped by to stir the beans, add water, and of course, some personal kind of seasoning--more onions, more garlic, a little Zatarain’s, some sausage, a little salt and pepper, whatever they thought the beans needed.”

"The Reverend Doctor Petite-Petard"

by D.L. Birchfield

Fri, Jan 14, 2011

D.L. Birchfield

"Though the Reverend Doctor Henrié Picçolo Petite-Petard became a Medievalist rather than an art critic, his favorite class as a college student had been an art class at the exclusive private academy he had attended on one of its rare merit scholarships, an academy that catered to the male offspring of great wealth, where he graduated summa cum laude, the valedictorian of his class."