Welcome to our latest issue, and thank you for reading. It is almost always a jolt, a visceral revelation, to discover the common themes running through

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For National Hispanic Heritage Month, observed annually from September 15 to October 15, we asked our members to share with us some of the literature they recommend reading in celebration. (Learn…

Our reading periods typically run January 15 - March 31 and August 15 - October 31. Pay rates, other details on our submission page.

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Maybe you know I know you know you are me.Maybe I know you know I am lost.Snow rhymes with sky and hunches its shoulders.The cold builds walls like Qin

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My dentist fired me and now I go to the one in the strip mall next to the Li'l Cricket where Shawn got arrested that time for eating a Slim Jim before he

For National Translation Month, observed annually during the month of September, we asked our member magazines and presses to share some of the literature they have published in translation.  …

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For my grandmother He wanted out of the New England cold. He dreamed of the incandescent possibilities of sunshine, and when she didn’t want to leave her

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drawing, video and film by Ethan Murrow

Welcome to our latest issue, and thank you for reading. It is almost always a jolt, a visceral revelation, to discover the common themes running through

I’m in the garden when the scream rings out. Surrounded by beauty and bumblebees sipping at the roses and the salvia, I’m at peace despite the chaotic

It is eight a.m. on a Saturday in February, and I am mucking stalls in a small horse barn in Whately, Mass. I can already feel the soreness in my arms and

Here is our thirtieth issue, published at an in-between moment when winter has not yet loosened its grip and the promise of spring remains uncertain. The

Here is our thirtieth issue, published at an in-between moment when winter has not yet loosened its grip and the promise of spring remains uncertain. The

Naked Night in the Cold Room after Picasso’s “Les Desmoiselles d’Avignon” Nine naked vacant eyes wild as almonds in a field of trees. I swear their stare

Here is our thirtieth issue, published at an in-between moment when winter has not yet loosened its grip and the promise of spring remains uncertain. The

I had just gotten off the ferry in Seattle that day. For once, the sun was shining, poking out from behind the clouds like a mischievous child hiding in

"I've been carrying this scream all my life."

My grandmother plucked seeds wherever she went—tucked them away in her black Mantou pockets like future promises. After a walk through Sadee roundabout,

The Smart Search List of the Day is: Paying General Poems feat. @tahomareview.bsky.social @thetemzreview.bsky.social @centaurlit.bsky.social et al. https://duotrope.com/search/smart/poetry/paying-general-poems-ROaELkMs

Here is our thirtieth issue, published at an in-between moment when winter has not yet loosened its grip and the promise of spring remains uncertain. The

We are open for submissions. Issue 30 will be out March 1, and we're reading for Issue 31 until April 30.  Check out our fiction, nonfiction, and poetry. Plus, we are now considering graphic narrative...

Here is our thirtieth issue, published at an in-between moment when winter has not yet loosened its grip and the promise of spring remains uncertain. The

We are open for submissions. Issue 30 will be out March 1, and we're reading for Issue 31 until April 30.  Check out our fiction, nonfiction, and poetry. Plus, we are now considering graphic narrative...

In his hospital bed my father opens his mouth and readies himself to die. Before this movement of the mouth, fish-like, and this acceptance of his own

Some of my kids’ friends came over and stayed until dark the other night, which, in winter on the Olympic Peninsula, is still quite early. My partner and

The sloth was never your spirit animal until it was. Once vibrant, once running to scale lake-mountain trails, once streaking down the soccer field, once

become very skinny over time.They can sleep between two coinsstacked neatly on a dresser.The little blade of light slicing underneath the door at nightis

My mother, my father, and I were all born in the Year of the Pig. The three little pigs, my mother called us. Quietly, I resented our shared pigness.

One of us is visiting the other. Each of us arrived at some point in time, undertipped or overtipped the cab driver, stepped onto the curb, walked through

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