Gender Has No Color
“the two people in the booth behind me, were a grandfather and a granddaughter. They were strangers to me and still are. I never saw them. I didn’t dwell on their conversation, but I did hear enough to piece together a story.”
A Way to Grow Your Soul
“There were high tables, each with four easels supporting blank canvases. A brick wall, splashed with dimmable recessed lighting, and a stage for the instructor that would try to inspire and enlighten. Three brushes, gobs of five selected hues of paint for our suggested end goal: a dandelion gone to seed silhouetted against a full moon in a purple sky.”
The River Stalled for Summer
The end of the semester is upon us and that means that it’s time for a change for the summer. The River is going to be stalled for the summer … Continue Reading The River Stalled for Summer
The Café Aesthetic
By Ciera Miller There’s something about coffee and the attraction of the arts. It’s almost a cliche now to find authors working in cafés. Musicians and artists, philosophers and politicians—you’ll … Continue Reading The Café Aesthetic
Creepin’ It Real: Writing Scary
by Audrey Harper
The Secrets of Writing
by Belanna Morales