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Yitazba Leigh

This is an excerpt from my journal

I’m trying to reconnect with my spirit. It’s strange because I write in cursive as code, because my generation is the last to be taught…

2 min readJun 22, 2022

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This is an excerpt from my journal

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Yitazba Leigh

Sometimes when I fall into myself, a see a dark pool of worry.

This is my authenticity.

3 min readJun 1, 2022

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Sometimes when I fall into myself, a see a dark pool of worry.

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Yitazba Leigh

The study of sound occurred to me as a baby, first entering the womb with breath and air and being…

Instrumental monumental moments like the first breath in running, resonates in my veins, reverberates a memory rooted deep in my skin…

2 min readFeb 25, 2022

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Yitazba Leigh

Gotta Down the Bones Before I Fly Off the Edge

Haunted by an ancient title in my story I find myself lost in the battlefield of my open heart. Wounded Knee still strikes me standing…

2 min readFeb 11, 2022

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Gotta Down the Bones Before I Fly Off the Edge

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Yitazba Leigh

A prayer for self acceptance:

There is a fiery reign within me. An anger so deep it claws at my throat. I am afraid of a love so deep where I feel sunlight on my cheeks…

2 min readFeb 3, 2022

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A prayer for self acceptance:

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Yitazba Leigh

The Wild Unknown

There is something soft and gentle about the way sunlight touches your eyes: the way honey brown haze ignites into orange, oozes into gold…

2 min readJan 26, 2022

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The Wild Unknown

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Yitazba Leigh

A Moon That Waxes and Wanes

Home has become a battlefield. The washing machine swirls and slams clothes in its silver belly like bullets: the clang of belt buckles and…

2 min readJan 25, 2022

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A Moon That Waxes and Wanes

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Yitazba Leigh

For Justin: Between 2:30am and a line in the dark

It is my only wish that you are warm again

2 min readJan 18, 2022

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For Justin: Between 2:30am and a line in the dark

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Yitazba Leigh

Thinking of Thirst and Hydration

Time comes and goes like waves on an ocean: many ripples glide over rivers. Two sides deep, my ankles run red with red rock clay. My toes…

2 min readDec 14, 2021

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Thinking of Thirst and Hydration

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Yitazba Leigh

A Very Short Poem Dedicated to Myself Before Giving Away My Time to Work

My own heartbeat reminds me of June.

1 min readDec 9, 2021

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A Very Short Poem Dedicated to Myself Before Giving Away My Time to Work

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Yitazba Leigh

Yitazba Leigh

A creative writer and singer, I use my voice to tell stories on my personal journey as a Navajo woman exploring my creativity.

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