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^WEETBRIAHCOLLf <.L I li;llilLri"!Mlllilii, .Jl:ll 3 2449 050-.: 3 »t \ \ ; \-y.i'. i'ir - •%. m A \- r Letter f e'Edi >ur Magazine ofCreativity' While cleaning otit the Red Clay office,"! stumbled across other liften ditor dating as far back as the 1930s. It was fascinating to see how our literary mag; developed since its 1923 debut as The Brambler, even more so to notice how it's remained' me. Here I offer insight to the history of Red ClayiJMeen through the eyes ofits edit"" w is an excei-pt from an early letter from the edito^M;he state ofthe pijbhcation. Ifthe magazine is just a product ofthe Enghsh Department, or by-product ofcollege composi- tion courses it will, necessarily, ladH... We wish to stir up interest in writing, writing which has some tone and some maturity BWfVe do not feel that the entire magazine should consist of nothingbut short stories andpoems. We should like to widen the scope ofits material to include any subjects ofgeneral interest from Russian music to outdoor sports....handled in such a man- ner as to have popular appeal. (Thifcrambler, VobHj^B, circa 1930) C«R Tmhgis IS, in essence, part ofthe genWBnission ofReMiy The;iOiTeddiiaa C^fflol hhaass bbeeten meet- bi-monthly in the last semester t^iscuss the state ofthe publications on campus and how to generate more community interestMid involvement in their production. It is with this spii-it of exciting change and development tEat the Red Clay staffpresents to you this issue ofyour hterary magazine. ^^^ ^^ . In 1983, Editor-in-ChiefE. Hope \\ • discgisedth« aningcreativity at Sweet Briar andthe need for more enthusiasm„in Swee iv publications, fehe wrote, "The mainconcern [with this 1 1 . ., ource ofpride.. We felt it wasn't enough for students to hear ofus and think, 'Oh right, the Brj[nbler.'We wantReople to hearofus andthink, 'Wow, the Brambler!'" andI couldn't agree m< 'e wereluckyto||ave^fcigiificant increase inpieces this semester. It was a true dehght to ]Fe3 and view our pletho^p submissions—over 110—and pick out the best-of-the-best ofwhat o rrent Sweet Briar women have created. With this issue complete, I hand over my editorslu^ti current Managing Editor, Heather Marianne McTague, class of2011, who will bring her a :w and unique vision to the pubhcation next year. H Lastly, I would like toleave you, :', and fixture generations ofSweet Bria^fc^s and art- ists the following statement: As tl: 1 Editor-in-Chief Chi-istina O'Leary wiSPP".. thi-ough all the shifting and sorting ofmat among the various publications. The Brambler has re- tained its individuality as our 'ma ofcreativity.'" ^ ! Maggie Mae Nase Editor-in-Chief 1 1 1 I*''. Sed Clay Spring Issue -r J-' ^ - M ) r 1 I Editor-in-Chief Maggie Mae Nase^' Ifl^ Layout Editor Manafging Editor Carina Finn '10 Heather Marianne Mctague ' 1 Art Editor Business Officer Jocelyn M. Stephens ' 1 Kate Gorman ' 1 Copy. Editor Web Editor Helen pradshaw '10 Sydney Davis '10 Staff Katarina Allen '12 Katy Johnstone '10 Isabel Patterson ' 10 Janika Carey '10 Allison E.Wiley '11 Faculty Carrie Brown John Casteen John Gregory Brown Dave Griffith ^ \ Cover Art by Kate Gorman '11 ^ Content's ^Poetryr'*^^4c • vorapnilia *> Carina Finn '10 1^ ^•<^ Marl^ If '*' Birth ^;|*t.Ellie Bryant '42*...."' 'C. . . . .' 3 Ffow and Ebb Heather MananpeMcTague '11 II 0' The Sky Circle "Jocelyn M. Stephens ' W 13 Red Buttons, Blue Sky Allison E.Wiley 'II 15 Winter's Blackbird Lauren SftoffN< 26 Blue Ridge in Spring Ashley Howard 'I.I 38 Sparrow Lauren Shoff "II 52 Waiting ' "^ Zehra R. Asghar "10 53 boy/girl Carina Finn ' I0-. 64 Prose How My Camera Saved \ly Life Zehra R. Asghar '10 6 Baptism h Heather McTague "11 II Most Unfortunate Kat Alexander '11 28 , How to Make Thanksgiving Stuffing Stacy Ludington "12 40 Morning I Victoria Bergs '12 56 Supply and Demand Maggie Mae Nase '10 70 Art V Blocked Ashley Winters '11 5 Ecto-1 Kylene Hayslett, Catering 10 YOLO Kate Gorman '11 14 Of Which Don't Speak Alexandra Cobb '10 16 I Love Madeline Davis '10 22 Life Within Ruins Bryca Brewer '10 37 Dido and Aeneas Alexandra St. Pierre "12 39 Maine \ Ellie Bryant '12 51 Viva la Revolucion Alexandra Cobb '10 55 Release Ashley Winters '11 63 Millie Kate Gorman '11 69 voraphUia^ red clay cleaved from white bones, malleable in human hands; slapped flat against the butcher's block, salt massaged into the hemmorhaging body ofthe beast now dead. little corpses hang on towel hooks in the bathroom, heads lolling to the side like sleeping babies, at daybreak the hen cries until the morning dries but no one hears, enraged, she drives herselfmad in the coop, the hunters page through back issues ofmeat & poultry, having read the newest playboy to fill themselves filthy, men in their flannel coats filet pubescent breasts and hide when jealous mothers wrap them in paper and put them to bed. twine knots tied with their own hands, worries assuaged, they rest while their daughters are brought to the chopping block, ball-gagged and tenderized until they bleed from shock. braised, broiled, grilled, roasted, salted, seared, sauteed. cadaver caiiDaccio. carne. fleisch. supple muscles with the soul shot out, replaced with marjoram and mustard seed. picture old yeller on a spit in korea with his ears cut off, street cat chopped up and the whole thing boxed, dolls made ofmud and marrow skip rope on the corner, their stolen lives snagged on canines, at home, mother is inconsolable in the kitchen, worshipping the madonna in a field ofwheat, now every housewife feels afraid and every father wants to invade the tenderest parts hidden beneath folds ofsweet meat on the bodies they begat, unable to control 1 Red Clay the delectable urge that stiffens their bones with blood at the sight ofa white foot or a marbled thigh. Red Clav Birth M( 5i«r-^llie Bryant Seam ripper to the sternum Telling me- Your poetiy isn't contemporary. Tells me- Then waltzes me to bed Leaving resentment mid-room Hand on neck feels offended pvilse Distraction in form ofpelvis pressing Between legs I'm still stuck on contemporary. Over the twelve year difference My body-nineteen-nubile Yours-thirty plus- feeding off The way you don't fumble Do dashes make this contemporary? I whisper in your ear and freeze nomadic hands Your poetry is worse than mine. Mature You didn't want mature Your panties have unicorns on them Fuck You. Afterwards- Black licorice Staring at white walls wondering Is this an addiction? Initiate internal labyrinth scenario Skin accordion- Crescent moons garnish your posterior Bite marks mine Watching you trace from freckle on my hip to 3 Red Clay Birthmark on my inner thigh I reahze- I don't detest marriage-love-monogamy- I just can't beheve in it. Am contemporary now? I Red Clav 1 Blocked Ashley Winters Mixed Media 5 Red Clay