Windward Review Vol. 20 (2022): Beginnings and Endings
"Beginnings and Endings" (2022) challenged South Texas writers and beyond to narrate structures of beginnings and ends. What results is a collection of poetry, prose, hybrid writing, and photography that haunts, embraces, and consoles all the same. Similar to past WR volumes, this collection defies easy elaboration - it contains diverse tones, languages, colors, and creative spaces. Creative pieces within the text builds upon others, allowing polyvocal narratives to interlock and defy the logic of 'beginning-middle-end'. By the end of this collection, you will neither sense nor crave the finality that a typical text brings. Instead, you will be inspired to learn and create beyond a narrative linear structure. Your reading and support is sincerely appreciated.
"Beginnings and Endings" (2022) challenged South Texas writers and beyond to narrate structures of beginnings and ends. What results is a collection of poetry, prose, hybrid writing, and photography that haunts, embraces, and consoles all the same. Similar to past WR volumes, this collection defies easy elaboration - it contains diverse tones, languages, colors, and creative spaces. Creative pieces within the text builds upon others, allowing polyvocal narratives to interlock and defy the logic of 'beginning-middle-end'. By the end of this collection, you will neither sense nor crave the finality that a typical text brings. Instead, you will be inspired to learn and create beyond a narrative linear structure. Your reading and support is sincerely appreciated.
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Aleena Roy<br />
Aleena Roy is a 17-year-old senior who lives in Portl<strong>and</strong>. She hates<br />
horror but writes a lot about terror. With a reignited passion for writing,<br />
she comes to you today with two poetic pieces.<br />
Zombie carnival<br />
Tunnel of love for the undead<br />
Brain chili Frito pie, the usual sacrifice<br />
Rusty merry-go-round with finger flyways<br />
Bumper cars to steal their lover’s eye<br />
The ab<strong>and</strong>oned carnival, a zombie’s perfect date night<br />
Hearts decayed but love is in the air<br />
Touching your carpal gives me butterflies<br />
Let’s have eyeball gushers, green’s my favorite<br />
We get on the Ferris wheel, I’m about to forget your name<br />
Guess I didn’t eat enough brains<br />
I swat the flies around us <strong>and</strong> look into your eye<br />
You lean in <strong>and</strong> I fall through your stomach.<br />
Maybe zombies shouldn’t date<br />
Nadi<br />
Murky drop off<br />
I see eyes in the water<br />
What souls we’ve lost<br />
Another floating body<br />
Life moves on <strong>and</strong> time beats us to it<br />
The race from the monster<br />
I wash my clothes here<br />
I drink water here<br />
People die here<br />
I still live here<br />
107 <strong>Windward</strong> <strong>Review</strong> <strong>Vol</strong>ume <strong>20</strong>
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