Sunsets Over
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
Bath Time
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
Maneater and other names they call you by
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
Flood Season, Saint Christopher, and Mid-October Haibun
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
Ricketson’s Shanty
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
CONTEST HONORABLE MENTION “do no harm (elegy for my father’s insurance)”
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)”
CONTEST WINNER: Tristan Mitchell
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
It’s Time For A Contest!
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!
“Duck” and “Quiet”
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”
Grandma
By Charlie Brice On Mother’s Day a Facebook friend asked, “What memory first comes to mind about your grandmother?” I wish I would have remembered the lilac fragrance that perfumed … Continue Reading Grandma
“Reading with a Pen”, “Awakening”, and “Indifference”
By Jeff Shalom Reading with a Pen I would walk through your poem but your poem is the gray uncertain curtains cloaking each phrase mined on each axis spitting words … Continue Reading “Reading with a Pen”, “Awakening”, and “Indifference”
“Coherence”, “Desirably”, and “Enticed”
By Michael Moreth Coherence Desirably Enticed About the Artist: Michael Moreth is a recovering Chicagoan living in the rural, micropolitan City of Sterling, the Paris of Northwest Illinois.
“When Did I Kill A Man?”, “Hate”, “By Any Chance He Freed”, “Mother Never Dies” and “Who Is Truly My Own?”
Written By Basudev Sunani, Translated to English by Pitambar Naik WHEN DID I KILL A MAN? Once I asked a policeman well, you killed that man shooting in the chest … Continue Reading “When Did I Kill A Man?”, “Hate”, “By Any Chance He Freed”, “Mother Never Dies” and “Who Is Truly My Own?”
This Week In Wrestling: New Challengers To Face And The Constant Struggle Of Maintaining Friendships
By Gwen Lombard WWE MONDAY NIGHT RAW Seth Rollins opened this week’s show by assuring that, despite his bad back getting even worse during the Last Man Standing match he … Continue Reading This Week In Wrestling: New Challengers To Face And The Constant Struggle Of Maintaining Friendships
“Echoes of the Red River War” and “In Response to my Grandson’s Poem Querencia”
Spring comes with its promise of squalls,
and an old man, son of a son of a Kiowa,
stands on a starlit mesa—listens
for a muffled lament in deep gorges.
Meteor Shower
By Anne Whitehouse We lie on blankets in the grass grateful for the scratchy wool in the sudden chill of night deep within the virgin forest at a family reunion … Continue Reading Meteor Shower