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 April 3, 2023 Poetry

Home of Soul

By Ali Ashhar They say no love could reflect a mother’s love, yet I perceive my maternal aunt portraying that care with the same light— two sister twin one love. … Continue Reading Home of Soul

Posted April 2, 2023 Archive

A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

Ink stains the page in careful swooping patterns as a fountain pen dances acrossthe page. Quick breaths from puckered lips dry the latest line on the page, careful not toblow … Continue Reading A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

Posted April 1, 2023 Archive

Lying to Make Them Feel Better

By Venus Wright I never thought the night would turn out like this. Lilith is sitting in a ball on the floor of the club’s bathroom, head in her hands … Continue Reading Lying to Make Them Feel Better

Posted March 29, 2023 Archive

Happy As A Clam Pt. 1

You jog down the hallway to biology class, your converse sneaker clad flatt feet thwaping! Against the dated tile floor. You sigh because you know you are going to be … Continue Reading Happy As A Clam Pt. 1

Posted March 29, 2023 Archive

Are Aesthetics a Lie? – Venus Thoughts

By Venus Wright Am I lying if I portray an image of myself to the world that is different or opposite of the genuine image of myself? When I meet … Continue Reading Are Aesthetics a Lie? – Venus Thoughts

Posted March 28, 2023 Poetry

“The Questioners” and “A Clean and Happy Home”

By Jason Abbate The Questioners Sometimes I have a question that I want to ask my father. But I can’t ask him anymore. Therefore, some Greek philosophers would say, I … Continue Reading “The Questioners” and “A Clean and Happy Home”

Posted March 28, 2023 Poetry

“Renovation”, “Fishing with Bill,” and “Dislocated”

By John Kucera Renovation My mother claims to recall no pain from her 24 hours of labor.

Posted March 27, 2023 Poetry

American Dream

By Ace Boggess Doc puts her on a new drug— resolves two thirds of her problems (doesn’t sound like much unless you’ve been there) while inflicting a fifth of side … Continue Reading <em>American Dream</em>

Posted March 27, 2023 Poetry

Bayside

By Ann Christine Tabaka The perfect evening…rolling waves gently kiss the shore. Dancing moon glow hypnotizing the senses. We walk hand in hand in moist marsh grass, birds scattering in … Continue Reading Bayside

Posted March 25, 2023 Archive

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 March 10, 2023 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 March 10, 2023 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 March 8, 2023 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 March 5, 2023 Archive

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 March 1, 2023 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 March 1, 2023 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