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2025 Community Publication

2025 is here! For this year’s CWC Community Anthology, we’re asking writers, artists, photographers, short filmmakers, and creators working in experimental forms from all backgrounds and experience to respond to this prompt: “What a Time to Be Alive.” Share your reflections on what it means to be human at this moment in time.

This publication is by and for the community. As such, we would like to compile work for this year’s community publication. We need your acts of imagination, experience, and creativity to helps us capture how our communities reflect on the human condition.

We may ask for revisions and edits where relevant. We reserve the right not to publish submissions that fall outside of the scope and intentions for this anthology project.

Submission Deadline : May 19, 2025, at 11:59 p.m.

For more details and where to submit your work please follow the link below:

What a Time to Be Alive: A Community Publication

Questions?: Contact elisar.soueidi@slcc.edu.

To get you thinking about your submissions, here are a couple of pieces from the 2024 Community Publication.

We Are The Poem

Jessica Nichole Begay

Although I continue the lineage

does not mean the ties to the past should stay intact.

It is now my turn to write history

as it unfolds in real time.

This moment in time has never happened before and may never come again.

Begin again and again

until you get it right.

Consistency to make the future better for all and for one

is what should keep us moving together.

Together as we create something new.

We are the poem,

not the despair that lies within.

Media Res

Nalu Francis

When I move my hand

I tell myself I want to

But when everything we do is god objectified

Translated into thought and perception

This is what we call

Suspensory temptation

It’s why the glint in my chain’s not the same as my pupil

It’s like light’s like a knife to the eye

Welcome to the media res

Welcome to where your body is

Welcome to the place you exist

Welcome to the media res

I laugh at static on TV until I fall asleep

When rest isn’t restful, action inactive,

love’s still so lovely and kisses are sweet

We are monkeys in the snow

Huddled up in forest branches

By midnight at minus-ten, everyone is cold

Welcome to the media res

Welcome to the place you exist

Welcome to where your body is

Welcome to the media res