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Month: June 2020

A Letter From Our Editor

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020December, 2020
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On, Lusty Gentlemen

Dorothy Cantwell

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

In early May, beneath the stars,the air is humming as the young, male tree frogstrill their love songs into the darkness—long, shuddering sighs of desire,one beginning…

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Aiko

Amar Benchikha

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

        The first time I saw her, she was wearing a long, golden, tight-fitting gown, the type of gown a woman would wear at an upscale…

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Grimalkin

Marilyn Humbert

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

the rumble of her feline songslips between my thumbsthis love like the windcatches me unawarelike moonbeams on midnight’s lakesoundlessas moth wings about the lantern’s bright beam and I’m…

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The Last One Picked

Robert Manaster

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

Out there beside the crabapple’s shade,the tyranny of balls, bats, and yellshaunted me somewhat less than if I was closer.I heard a truck grumble down…

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The Wood Grouse

Seth Jani

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

I can’t diveinto the gold of flowerswithout hearingthe petalshit the earth. It’s autumn, and I’m learning to processthe radial treesin their decay,the final eggof the northern…

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Field Marginalia

Chila Woychik

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

My farmer and I had a bet this year. He said the corn would surpass the proverbial knee-high by the fourth of July and reach…

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Milky Way at Echo Point

Oormila Vijayakrishnan Prahlad

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

I lean at the lookout and stargazeas Echo Point shrinks like a black holein the cross hatch of bottle greens. huddled in my anorak I waittousled wilderness…

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Corrugated

Sujash Purna

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

There were those brick cages long and high enoughto suck the daydreams out of our minds.The only hope was a glimpse of a cleavageacross another…

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Ungewunscht

Paul Bluestein

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

The dusty synagogue window looked out onto the narrow Austrian street belowUnterbergstrasse, where— what the world called Kristallnacht  and Jews called the beginning of the end—began  The photograph on…

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YEARS LATER (Revision)

Leah Browning

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

        He found himself in a paralytic state. This was the state of Ohio. On a billboard outside—well, if you’ve been there, you know. Along the…

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Shady Grove

Paul Bluestein

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

There are no groves in Shady Grove In fact, there is no shade Just concrete and Costco and condos and Wendy’s and RVs and WalgreensThere is no view of…

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A Neighbor’s Cat

Jacob Butlett

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

A patch of gingko-scented snow rests like a cat at the foot of the steps,yawning tawny crystalsinto the muddy grassladen with twiggy leaves. A child lays two…

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Clearwater

Sabyasachi Nag

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

Pelicans, like pundits, draw you in to the curve of their pouchquietly chewing carp— under your feet sand shifts, as though earth were adjusting in sleep.The clear…

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Fallen

TAK Erzinger

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

Trees foundsuddenly naked stripped whistled by windswaying, they bare it all like skinned bonesutterly devoid of shame From the mouthof the sky  snow tumbles downseason’s…

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Ripples

Marilyn Humbert

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

we tangle around youlike cobwebs when dad passed you brush yourself offsend us back to our own lives time passesetching unfamiliar patternsyour capricious hearta walking stickhelter-skelter…

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Bell

Shoshana Levenberg

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

        “This heah is my pusher; goes by Shorty,” she drawled to the two black-suited Jesuit priests and two women religious. Bell’s natural southern accent became…

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Of Forgiving My Father Without Meaning To

Shirley A. Jones-Luke

by River & SouthPosted onJune, 2020June, 2020

My reflection is my father’s reflection      stunning in their similarities     pause, breathe    Sometimes I can’t look at my face  …

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