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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.

“while the speakers played Finneas’s ‘i don’t miss you at all’, i was”, “somewhere, somewhere.”, “close your eyes and falls asleep”, and “a poem in which prayers feel like lies”

By Temidayo Okun     while the speakers played Finneas’s “i don’t miss you at all”, i was chewing a piece of stale bread, softened by sweet tea & not … Continue Reading “while the speakers played Finneas’s ‘i don’t miss you at all’, i was”, “somewhere, somewhere.”, “close your eyes and falls asleep”, and “a poem in which prayers feel like lies”