Treasures in Exile
By W. Peter Collins I stood by the glass case that held Carla’s creations. Tall with a dark stained wood frame, the case stood impassively, like a sentry at the … Continue Reading Treasures in Exile
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By W. Peter Collins I stood by the glass case that held Carla’s creations. Tall with a dark stained wood frame, the case stood impassively, like a sentry at the … Continue Reading Treasures in Exile
By George Wehrfritz Is it appropriate to call this a situation? Interfacing within parameters you freely selected, conversing at your behest about events in the little city which – although … Continue Reading A Very Barthelme Christmas
By Morgan Neering A woman filled with the joy of living returns home puts her keys on the table receipts from the store, puts the bills in a bowl there, … Continue Reading On the Kitchen Table
By Claudia Wysocky When it begins to sink— When it pains me to believe that something won’t change even though you try, And all your words mean nothing all these … Continue Reading Thoughts on Cars?
By John Tustin You told me not to die but I didn’t want to listen to you – I wanted to die right there and then or even during that … Continue Reading DON’T DIE
By Madeline Pumphrey Ode to the Blue-Ringed Octopus Laying in the shimmering sandsA brooch buried beneath the rolling waves A striking gold lemonEncrusted with luminous rings of lapis Not quite … Continue Reading “Ode to the Blue-Ringed Octopus”, “Springtime” and Three Haikus
By Miriam Manglani None were worth writing about. Many in my college days were tall.One was a body builderwith pale skin and marbled veinswho ate twelve egg whites for breakfast.We … Continue Reading Boyfriends, a History
By Travis Park I stared out the window with dead eyes. Rabbits jump in the trees springing like dead leaves. The ocean is in the view of my rearview mirror. … Continue Reading Sunsets Over
By Anna Heneise EXT. BACKYARD, MID AFTERNOON 1 An old two story Victorian style house bakes in the sun. The back porch is concrete, with a screen door, both very … Continue Reading Bath Time
By Sevde Kaldiroglu Sometimes You have a way of making men fall in love with you think God brought you to life to bring light to people’s lives You look … Continue Reading Maneater and other names they call you by
By Seth Copeland Flood Season cornflowers & firewheels dip in the wind before a flash flood every time we dream of leaving this place it tries to drown us river … Continue Reading Flood Season, Saint Christopher, and Mid-October Haibun
By Charles Weld Twelve by fourteen feet, five windows, and a shed roof. For heat—a stove piped into a brick chimney. Outside—matched boards—clay color with chocolate trim. Within—bare wood, no … Continue Reading Ricketson’s Shanty
By autumn koors foltz i. how the fuck did marchblow through the fallof all those markets &still come out swing-ing & no this is notabout a fucking price of stocks … Continue Reading CONTEST HONORABLE MENTION “do no harm (elegy for my father’s insurance)”
By Tristan Mitchell Words are funny, fickle things. They all have meaning. No, rather, meanings. They all mean at least one thing, but many of them mean more. The writer … Continue Reading CONTEST WINNER: Tristan Mitchell
The River’s bi-annual contest is back! This time as the Word Challenge contest! This semester, we’re asking you to produce a piece of writing that includes three specific words: Empathic, … Continue Reading It’s Time For A Contest!
By John Paul Caponigro Duck Transported aerially the cockatrice’s egg arrived x-rayed. What was laid on a racehorse farm in Kentucky was brooded by a little river, nestled at the … Continue Reading “Duck” and “Quiet”