poetry, story and essays that speak to the messiness of growing up as a mixed indigenous/white person. what does it mean to be indigenous when the community you are born into isn't welcoming? what does it mean to be white with native roots? how does one come to terms with this complexity in 2026?

“wow. jesus fucking christ. this is amazing. tbh the honest was jolting and i was shocked to see that’s how you chose to end the book.”

“this is really powerful and i think is a great way to have the zine START those conversations and discussions. i can see this starting a lot of important, deeper conversations around identity and words.”

“This is one of those reads that takes me 8X as long to read it than the page count would suggest because I have to pause and let my mind wander on every single sentence.”

“Your stories and detail in telling them is so vivid I can taste it. The salted butter. The stories are as alive as the saturated image of the flowers on the cover. There’s such a special flow to it; reading this feels like a dream, where I remember what happened and how it felt but not quite sure how I got here or the in-between of one story to the next. The in-betweenness is structural, literal.”

“wah wah!! this is amazing! I feel like it could become a podcast...such pertinent language, concepts, and clean, clear narratives to guide us through these multidimensional ways of understanding what it means to be Indigenish in between worlds. it’s also super user friendly. those graphics in the middle are very educational and super playfully presented. as a somatics practitioner I am like, YES, lezgo!!”