https://redlandsreview.org Redlands Review Mon, 18 Apr 2022 20:25:19 +0000 https://redlandsreview.org en https://redlandsreview.org/Header Sat, 09 Apr 2022 22:54:50 +0000 Redlands Review https://redlandsreview.org/Header SPRING 2024&nbsp; COMING SOON! REDLANDS REVIEW UNIVERSITY OF REDLANDS/CALIF. REDLANDS_REVIEW@REDLANDS.EDU ︎ https://redlandsreview.org/FAQ Sat, 09 Apr 2022 22:54:51 +0000 Redlands Review https://redlandsreview.org/FAQ F.A.Q. WHEN ARE SUBMISSIONS DUE?&nbsp; ︎Feb 26th, 2024. WHERE SHOULD I SEND MY SUBMISSION? ︎Please send submissions and queries to redlands_review@redlands.edu WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR? ︎The review welcomes non-fiction (up to 2,500 words), fiction (up to 2,500 words), poetry, submission of video (up to 10 minutes), audio files (MP3, MP4), visual art, and hybrid-genre work.&nbsp; WHAT ARE YOUR SUBMISSION GUIDELINES? ︎Please include: 1. A brief statement about your work. 2.&nbsp;A 3-5 sentence author bio. 3. Your email and contact information&nbsp; https://redlandsreview.org/Table-of-Contents-1 Mon, 18 Apr 2022 20:25:19 +0000 Redlands Review https://redlandsreview.org/Table-of-Contents-1 Contents Madeline Weste, Gutted Carmelo Barrera Cruz, tiempo y espacio Emily Adair, Ode to Everything Emiliano Arizmendi, La moneda / The Coin Carmelo Barrera Cruz, Ars Poética Carmelo Barrera Cruz, todavía extraño Carmelo Barrera Cruz, imagíname / imagine me Carmelo Barrera Cruz, i’ve got a hold of different realities Madeline Weste, Head on Fire Romina-Marie Baronia, The American Pied Piper Madeline Luscher, Eye See You Romina-Marie Baronia, Through the looking glass Kenza Walthour, Untitled Shaqur Raft Leonardo Codrington, Untitled Elijah Brown, Stephen by the Shore Marin Careway, Mosquitoes’ Summer Kenza Walthour, Untitled Morgan Chavez, Mountain ValleyMorgan Chavez, RevolutionMorgan Chavez, Dinner Redlands Belle Gearhart, Correspondence Belle Gearhart, Holy Fruits of the C-Town in Brooklyn Madeline Luscher, Feeling Blue Michael J. 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Griswold, Yram Malia Miguel, Loveliness Natalie Navarro, La Sala de Mi Niñez Quinn Orr, Art Council Quinn Orr, Bye-Bye-Bijou Madeline Weste, Primary Colors Noah Ossa-Jaen, Dudo Emily Hernandez, CALLME Belen Robles, Backward in the Night Madeline Weste, Out of Place Shannon Rygg, Vignettes to a Fat Girl Ella Staats, Crossover Ella Staats, Wavelength Leslie Sernaque Falcon, Night Sky Kenza Walthour, Untitled Jay Sjoberg, A Postcard from the Place Where Logs Get Sawed Jay Sjoberg, Two Strangers in the Woods During a Snowstorm Emily Hernandez, NOOK Rachel Schmidt, A Letter from Fate: Victoria Van Huystee, A Boy at Sea with Me Ella Staats, Circles Victoria Van Huystee, Messy Madeline Luscher, Colorful Koi Ayled Zazueta, “The Year I Grieved and Healed” Kenza Walthour, Untitled Sam Maxwell, Editor’s Choice: A Letter to Dan https://redlandsreview.org/Editorial-Statement-1 Sat, 09 Apr 2022 22:54:53 +0000 Redlands Review https://redlandsreview.org/Editorial-Statement-1 Editorial Statement Finding Solace In Nostalgia Nostalgia is a bittersweet gift that has become a steadfast presence since the beginning of the pandemic. Reunited with friends from a long time ago and forming new relationships, we find ourselves unsure about the future. We seek comfort in past memories, and nostalgia trickles up our neck and face and we blush at how good we had it. This has been our first full school year back in person and after living in such uncertain times, composing this book has unleashed a new hope for the future as we remember what once was. The works for this year’s Redlands Review were selected to symbolize two things as we emerge from the pandemic that has disrupted our lives for the last two years: a look back at nostalgic times and memories, as well as, a look forward towards the promising future that lies ahead. Compiled in this book are wonderful pieces from University of Redlands students and alumni ranging in genre from poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and visual media that achieve the two ideas we looked for this year. Submissions this year were rich with prose and poetry. The creation process of composing poetry is reflective for the writer, offering readers a more intimate view into the poet’s mind. Given the self-isolation and mental strain of the past two years, it’s no surprise many creators had a collection of artistic and personal pieces to share. The therapeutic nature of writing poetry was an outlet for many artists left alone to their thoughts during a period of global loss and grief. The unique design and layout are representative of the fresh spirits the spring semester of 2022 has emulated. We extend our gratitude to the design team that put in several late nights into creating this lovely literary review. With that, we present to you the Redlands Review of 2022. —The Editorial Team https://redlandsreview.org/Gutted Sat, 09 Apr 2022 22:54:53 +0000 Redlands Review https://redlandsreview.org/Gutted Madeline Weste, Gutted <img width="748" height="685" width_o="748" height_o="685" data-src="https://freight.cargo.site/t/original/i/4938e4d388efc0e14ec45296da5c407b78831d6f06d0f5441573a9e5c12d2ae3/gutted_cmyk_rs.jpg" data-mid="139203731" border="0" src="https://freight.cargo.site/w/748/i/4938e4d388efc0e14ec45296da5c407b78831d6f06d0f5441573a9e5c12d2ae3/gutted_cmyk_rs.jpg" /> https://redlandsreview.org/tiempo-y-espacio Sat, 09 Apr 2022 22:54:54 +0000 Redlands Review https://redlandsreview.org/tiempo-y-espacio Carmelo Barrera Cruz, tiempo y espacio <img width="749" height="1000" width_o="749" height_o="1000" data-src="https://freight.cargo.site/t/original/i/bd7f18e7322d7c27b78833e3305eb108f2688e25597ea67f81c7a2b894837aa8/Carmelo.p.1.tiempo.y.espacio_cmyk.png" data-mid="139203732" border="0" src="https://freight.cargo.site/w/749/i/bd7f18e7322d7c27b78833e3305eb108f2688e25597ea67f81c7a2b894837aa8/Carmelo.p.1.tiempo.y.espacio_cmyk.png" /> https://redlandsreview.org/Ode-to-Everything Sat, 09 Apr 2022 22:54:54 +0000 Redlands Review https://redlandsreview.org/Ode-to-Everything Ode to Everything Emily Adair This is an Ode to Everything. An ode to drifting between fruit trees, never picking, never stepping up to home plate relinquishing ambition. An ode to staring life down and wondering how you are going to fill the time. Not having enough time. Value impermanence: the bad will pass you by but the good is gone too quick. This is an ode to Bruce Springsteen, Sam Cooke, and Janis Joplin and the Ohio summer my grandfather died and was buried in. His chair is still empty back home. This is an ode to adornments, vanity, libations, liberation I am afraid to die. What if whatever happens after this isn’t good? This is an ode to who you love now; you cannot have them forever. To brain freeze, lung burn, we haven’t run that fast since we were kids, all your dead incarnations discarded in your past life like snake-skin shed over stones. Thank you for forgiveness immeasurable, and the heart’s possibilities, infinite. salvaged art pungent divinity spilling out of Sunday Mass Money found in deep coat pockets, good soup This is an ode to the villages that fly by outside train windows We, the interlopers, the transients, the passing-through. https://redlandsreview.org/La-Moneda Mon, 11 Apr 2022 23:26:41 +0000 Redlands Review https://redlandsreview.org/La-Moneda La moneda Emiliano Arizmendi A Sara Ahmed Tengo miedo de irme a dormir, de perder mi tiempo en la inactividad del sueño. Tengo miedo de cerrar los ojos y que los gramos de vida se quemen en el fuego de mis neuronas durmientes, con las flamas de tu memoria tal como tabaco al tocar tus labios en un sueño simbólico. ¡Tener y no querer! Tener sueño y no querer dormir, quererte y no poder tenerte que juegito tan macabro. En un mundo sin una axis vertical y solo con noción de movimiento, de transcurrencia temporal tal vez ahí podría tenerte y tu quererme. Ahi podria sentir tu piel morena labrada de piedra volcánica tal guerrero jaguar listo para la batalla. En ese lugar sin sentido de derechez, tal podría decirte cuan mucho tu presencia me hace temblar como ciudad construida en un lago de ilusiones y esperanzas, de lagunas mentales donde no se si tu nombre o tu cara son las mias. Sonríes y tomo tu cachete, el negro de tu camisa se pierde en tus ojos como mis neuronas se gastan en tus recuerdos y mi sangre una vez más circula al ritmo de tus manos, tu sonrisa de centenarios. Tengo sueño y dormir no quiero, cerrar los ojos me da pavor pero si eso significa entrar en un mundo sin línea vertical, entonces dormir quiero por siempre para así tenerte poder, y que tu me percibas no como objeto, sino como sujeto uno igual a tu misma dirección. Que juego tan macabro, quererte y no tenerte. Cierro mis ojos y tu manos me despiertan. https://redlandsreview.org/The-Coin Mon, 11 Apr 2022 23:56:21 +0000 Redlands Review https://redlandsreview.org/The-Coin The Coin Emiliano Arizmendi To Sara Ahmed I’m afraid of going to sleep of wasting my time in the inactivity of dreaming. I’m afraid of closing my eyes and for the grams of life to burn up by the fire of my sleeping neurons, with the flames of your memory just like tobacco touching your lips in a symbolic dream. To have and not to want! Having to sleep and not wanting to sleep, to want you and not be able to have you what a macabre silly game. In a world without a vertical axis and only with the notion of movement, of temporal lapse maybe there I could have you and you would want me. There I could feel your brown skin carved out of volcanic stone like a jaguar warrior ready for battle. In that place without a sense of rectitude, I could tell you how much your presence makes me shake like a city built on a lake of illusions and hopes, of mental gaps where I don’t know if your name or your face are my own. You smile and I take your cheek, the blackness of your shirt is lost in your eyes just like my neurons are wasted in your memories and my blood circulates once again to the rhythm of your hands, your Centenarios smile. I have to sleep but don’t want to sleep closing my eyes scares me but if that means entering in a world with no vertical line, then I want to dream forever so I can have you, and so that you perceive me not as an object, but as a subject one equal to your same direction. What a macabre game to want you and to not have you. I close my eyes and your hands wake me up. https://redlandsreview.org/Ars-Poetica Tue, 12 Apr 2022 00:15:32 +0000 Redlands Review https://redlandsreview.org/Ars-Poetica Ars Poética Carmelo Barrera Cruz cuando me quito las mascaras que aprendí to wear, todavía hay una sonrisa on my face. Encuentro confort en el arte de la palabra y la imagen. I’ve made my imaginación mi hogar. En las paginas de mi notebook, pinto con the words I know. Juego con las fotografias basadas en la realidad and I bring them into my rainbowed universe. Algunas veces estoy sentado y no se que escribir because se me olvida quien soy. I am a writer, un artista, I am a listener. Soy un Imaginator. Soy dark and twisty pero también tengo esperanza. Encuentro una manera para sonreír and to roll out of bed. I am a curious person who loves to explore. I am an inquisitive person who asks a shitton of questions. Soy un Creador de Realidades. My work: invites you to come into my imaginative world why visual art? why prose writing? why poetry? answer: Step in and Find Out Welcome! Bienvenidos Todos!