Belmont
Story Review
Belmont
Story Review
Student Driven | Nationally Recognized
A magazine of literary arts, faith and culture.
Statement of
Diversity, Equity & Inclusion
Belmont Story Review is committed to publishing stories, poetry and essays that are inclusive of diverse opinions and uplift typically underrepresented populations.
Through our editorial discernment, we seek to accept work from typically under-represented groups, whether this is BIPOC, LGTBQIA, ELL (English Language Learners) or other writers, dreamers and thinkers.
Established in 2016, the magazine aims to surprise and delight readers through an eclectic mix of storytelling including fiction, personal essay and poetry intersecting with faith and culture.
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We seek to exemplify Belmont University’s mission in engaging with a broad audience while venturing into literary arts and honing our skills as readers, writers, editors, etc. within a Christian community of learning. Located in Nashville, Tennessee, Belmont University is renowned for its college of entertainment, music business and social entrepreneurship programs. Belmont Story Review is produced through the university's publishing program, which is one of the nation's only undergraduate majors in publishing. The magazine was founded by former Program Director Richard Sowienski, a 30-year publishing veteran, which included a five-year stint as managing editor of The Missouri Review. It is now edited by the current Director, Sara Wigal.
FEATURED CONTENT
Digital Only Content
AUTUMN LEAVES
Meghan Beaudry
​​The old graveyard near our house beckoned my mother with a song only she could hear. Every year at the first hint of Autumn chill, my mother would walk with my brother and me a half mile down the familiar dirt path.
SOUNDS OF THE UNCONSIDERED
Rebecca Smolen
soft brush on skin
frothy bubbles at glass rim
never conscious of or named
regardless still there
WOULD YOU STILL DO NOTHING?
Shaan Hassan
He was shot seven times by a cop from behind,
And we're supposed to act like everything is fine?
Jacob Blake was the black man apparently next in line,
All while George Floyd is still fresh in our minds
I FUMIGATE THE SPORES
FROM MY LUNGS
Caitlin C. Baker
I never believed in reiki
even as I sat cross-legged on the floor of a
technicolor yurt fogged with incense as if the
breath had crept down from the mountains.