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Yá'át'ééh

I’m Stacie!

Author of The Missing Morningstar and Other Stories and co-editor of Beyond the Glittering World

my clans are:

Tódích’íí’nii nishłį́ (Bitterwater), Náákaii bashishchiin (Mexican), Tł'ízí lání (Many Goats) dashicheii, Bilagáana dashinalí (European-American). Ákót’éego diné asdzáán nishłį́. (In this way I am a Diné woman)

  • The Missing Morningstar & Other Stories

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    “Beyond the Glittering World is medicine.”

    —HILLARY SMITH, Black Walnut Books

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Ursa Short Fiction Presents: ‘Snow Bath Season’

This week on Ursa Short Fiction, Deesha Philyaw and Dawnie Walton introduce an Ursa original production of “Snow Bath Season,” a short story written by Stacie Denetsosie, and performed by Nasheen Sleuth. This story is about Diana, a young Navajo woman whose late mother is communicating with her via an Amazon Alexa device. 

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My grandma always told me to remember my clans and where I came from. When I was a kid, that was silly to me. Why would I need to remember that? That’s who I am. I’m always all of that. Today, I offhandedly remembered an uncomfortable b