CategoryThe River

The River is a representation of the Sandy River itself, which runs alongside the university and what inspired the name of the journal. It is a constantly flowing, ebbing and surging, body of content filled with contemporary work. To submit to The River please visit our Submissions page to the left or e mail TheRiverEditors@gmail.com directly.

Posted 2 days ago The River

Hiding to Protect

By Venus Wright “I went to go pick up milk. I need it for tonight’s casserole.” My heart pounded in my ears and a cold sweat joined my feverish body. … Continue Reading Hiding to Protect

Posted 2 weeks ago Poetry

Breaking Away, Excel, and Solstice Yellow

By Mary Croy Breaking away The day began with a bike break down front wheel flat, clack, clack, clack as I passed the woman with the suitcase breaking away-that was … Continue Reading Breaking Away, Excel, and Solstice Yellow

Posted 2 weeks ago Poetry

Last Words

By Amy Marques Amy Marques strives (with varying degrees of success) to say more using less words. She penned children’s books, barely read medical papers, and numerous letters before turning … Continue Reading Last Words

Posted 3 weeks ago Poetry

DOWN ON THE AVENTINE

By Charlie Coleman with the picnic blankets and glass pipes. and the wreck when i saw the christopher street of that second week, where were the split lips, i thought, … Continue Reading DOWN ON THE AVENTINE

Posted 3 weeks ago The River

Foolish Teenager – 3/3

By Venus Wright While my father was simultaneously panicking about the situation on the phone with my mother and seething with frustration, I sat on our couch in the den … Continue Reading Foolish Teenager – 3/3

Posted 4 weeks ago Poetry

Humbug Humans, Gruesome Murders, Love Jihad, Wife Deserters, and Redistribution of Resources of The World

By Sandip Saha Humbug Humans In Australia I happened to visit a park no, it was not of human but of animals those who were extinct the replica of them … Continue Reading Humbug Humans, Gruesome Murders, Love Jihad, Wife Deserters, and Redistribution of Resources of The World

Posted 4 weeks ago Poetry

Arthritis, Salad, and Harvard Yard

By Michael Estabrook Arthritis . . . when you’re young you haven’t time to think about being old . . . Grandson hears me groan for no apparent reason as … Continue Reading Arthritis, Salad, and Harvard Yard

Posted 4 weeks ago Fiction

Jacob’s Painting

By David Sapp Jacob wore big plastic dayglo green earrings to match a grandmother’s housecoat he wore as a dress, a yellow and chartreuse print muumuu. He was unlike any … Continue Reading Jacob’s Painting

Posted 4 weeks ago Fiction

Flex

By S. F. Wright Bill had always been big; in high school, he’d played linebacker. But upon finishing college, finding a job, and getting married, he spent most of his … Continue Reading Flex