Event Horizon
“I lift my dress to reveal an abyss into which the audience begins falling. // I: Holes at the center.”
“I lift my dress to reveal an abyss into which the audience begins falling. // I: Holes at the center.”
Every middle of the month: new deadlines, new contests, and new opportunities for your work to find its audience. Here is a roundup of ten submission opportunities with deadlines in the next two months.
“a cruel writer / a wrathful god watching you run / through a veiled aperture in heaven.”
By Charlie Wei
“There’s something elliptic about the way love dies in this compound: in west / wing, a college girl stacks another freshly killed into her ex’s jewelry box.”
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“this / world cuts away my patience at knife point for one / reason—to resurrect my hurricane.”
By Siew Hii
“my favorite auntie’s hair is now the color of Orlando’s sky at 15 PM + / what would we do without women’s memories?”
By Lea Marshall
“Highlighter yellow, dignity / of curled claw, still open eye. Hard lesson of weightlessness // on my palm.”