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Tag: Issue4

A Letter From Our Editor

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

          I am so honored and excited that I got to be part of the River and South Review team this year. When I first approached…

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The Last Beat of Summer

By Bonnie Lini Markowski

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

A symphony of freshness.There you are,betweenPippins, Cortlands, Boscs-The usual, dull, fall fare,assembled like a majestic choir,unapologetically singing: “We’re still here.” Cheeky,Yellowy red,Fuzzy,Vine ripened—The last tune of summer I…

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Leaving

By William Cass

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

Ann sat on the edge of the couch, staring at the packed suitcase on the floor next to her. The late afternoon light in the…

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Vanilla Planifolia

By Alicia Grega

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

What do women who don’t take their coats offdo in the summer when it’s warm?Does Freon flow through their veins?Do they sweat through ice-lined pores? I…

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The Dove

By Holly Day

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

The bird hides inside, tucked inside my ribcage,the feathers hide my heart. You can smell its desperation on me;even through the cigarette smoke and birthday…

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Self-Portrait as Aqua Blue

After “Self Portrait” By Vincent Van Gogh
By Lea Galanter

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

A swirling, whirling dervish the sky cannot contain me going every which way  Wild-eyed as Van Gogh, no salve for the wounds blue on blue burnt red on beige Calm…

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Homo Liberator

By Tucker Lieberman

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

In the wildlife rescue video shared ten million times:the fawn paces at the bottom of a dry well,the ducklings peep in a sewer,the fox hangs…

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Jack London Can’t Help You

By Sarah Gyle

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

     The best way to stave off death is to make it something you want because then you’ll never get it. That is what I’ve learned.     My…

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Vomit

By D.S. Maolalai

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

Life like a crisp packetdropped into a fire,shrinking and crumbling; dyingand not burning; curlingon hot coals. I sip tea in the morning on the kitchen floorand…

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Sometimes a Poem Is Just About Rain

By Jamie Elliott Keith

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

Rain pours down, downpour,pouring rain, rainpour, downrain, and I, inside, beneath a dormered ceiling,cloistered from the hammering pellets, percussive symphony of spatterssinging how sheltered you are. A slope…

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The Man on the Motorbike

By Chris Brandreth

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

Everyone in the village knew about the Man on the Motorbike. A few had even seen him, lurking around the lanes near Saltby Airfield or…

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I Knew You Would

By Jamie Elliott Keith

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

Blood and flesh and bone,bequeathed to me, I raised you to cleave to other geographies,to leave me sliced open by the distancethat looms between us,…

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Her Loss

By Alicia Grega

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

Every few months, I take a picture of myselfand make it easy to findso they won’t have to look longwhen I die.The struggle against the…

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The Long Arm of Time

By Lea Galanter

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

Only a few minutes ago, we were talking through the closet walllike prisoners at a poet conventionor lovers caught in the parking lothaving one last dance…

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Hookskanaden Slide #4

By Barbara A. Meier

by River & SouthPosted onJanuary, 2020January, 2020

The cloud gnaws atthe spine of the mountain,cracking the bone to get at the marrow,licking the earth’s juicesdribbling down the chin, soaking shoulders,undercutting the highway,…

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