“Our present-tense human experience is like a living tree growing by a river. The current in the river is the passing of time. Our individual pasts are like the same tree fallen in the river, drowned now, and disintegrating with surprising speed. We resist time’s flow with our memories and language, with our stories ”   

~ David James Duncan

Issue 27.2

Featuring the writing of Ann Guy, Indira Khera, Manoj Kumar H V, Gregory Martin, Shannon McCarthy, Julia Nagele, Jessica Lind Peterson, Sam Pickering, Jan Shoemaker, and Ana Maria Spagna.

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Painting of a cover of River Teeth 27.2

River Teeth is a biannual journal combining the best of creative nonfiction, including narrative reportage, essays, and memoir, with critical essays that explore the impact of nonfiction narrative on the lives of its writers, subjects, and readers.

Beautiful Things

River Teeth‘s weekly online magazine, Beautiful Things, features micro-essays (of 250 words or fewer) that look closely to find beauty and meaning in the everyday.

River Teeth Revisited

Here at River Teeth, we love essays. We love reading essays, choosing essays, and writing essays. We love essays that feel urgent, essays we can’t put down, and essays that don’t turn away when the truth gets difficult or slippery.

We also like to think about how the best essays work—and that’s why we have created the online feature: River Teeth Revisited.

Share your essays with River Teeth

River Teeth accepts submissions of creative nonfiction through Submittable from September 1 to December 1 and January 1 to April 1.

The Book Prize

River Teeth‘s editors conduct a yearly national contest for a book-length manuscript of literary nonfiction in English. All manuscripts are screened by the co-editors of River Teeth. The contest winner receives $1,000 and publication by The University of New Mexico Press.

Beautiful Things: a weekly online magazine of micro-essays

At 101

By Rebecca Turkewitz
One of the nurses said that Grandma, at 101, was the oldest patient she’d ever treated. At 101, my grandma is both herself and not herself…

The Caballeros Are Coming

By Judy Sandler
I am ten, too old to be put to bed by my father, but I climb into my bed and wait for him to come upstairs to put me to bed anyway…

Kissed by a Jaguar

By Casey Harkleroad
The ink from my waiver is still wet when the padlock clicks, securing us in a ten-by-ten-foot chain link cage inside the animal’s sanctuary…

Something to See on a City Street

By Thomasin LaMay
Last summer, in this same spot there was a bird haven. Honeysuckle, robins, hummers, bleeding heart, roses tended by an older man with suspenders, cane, and a straw hat…

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