Mom Wants Things
By Binh Tang
“untamed, and dusk engulfed in their eyes, / like fireworks, like burning choppers in the sky”
By Binh Tang
“untamed, and dusk engulfed in their eyes, / like fireworks, like burning choppers in the sky”
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.
“the child, saying goodbye to his dying / grandfather, asks, but couldn’t there be a miracle?”
“We left behind the hatchet / and maps and brought instead bread, wine, cheese, and the strange joy / of no hope.”
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“When night falls / only the mute eyes of roadside deer / keep you alert.”
By Selena Spier
“So alive in the / gathering dusk, I thought I could walk over the bones of the dead / and resurrect them.”