The Ex-Puritan is open for fee-free submissions of CNF of up to 5000 words, flash fiction of up to 1000 words, short stories of up to 10000 words, up to four poems, interviews, and reviews of CanLit books. Deadline: 12/25 Five Minutes is accepting previously unpublished 100-word, one-paragraph pieces about five minutes in your life. […]
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Highlighting recently released and forthcoming works by marginalized creators We Are Green and Trembling by Gabriela https://www.ndbooks.com/book/we-are-green-and-trembling/Cabezón Cámara and Translated by Robin Myers Deep in the wilds of the New World, Antonio de Erauso begins to write a letter to his aunt, the prioress of the Basque convent he escaped as a young girl. Since […]
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CNF The Weight of Salt by Allison Zhang Eating As the Other, Writing As the Other by Anna Nguyen Fiction El Camino Real by N.H. Van Der Haar The Outskirts by Nick Zenzola Poetry Pomegranate Seeds by Cody Stetzel watching the news by Em Townsend
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“The Only Way Out Is Through” When I first saw Andrzej Żuławski’s “Possession” (1981), I thought I would never watch it again; not because I didn’t like it—quite the contrary—but because I couldn’t make heads or tails of it. A recent re-watch of the now cult-classic reinforced this idea once more, as I remain supremely […]
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It’s better now that it’s rained. Wave petrichor to the fire seasonEarly January and the snow capped mountains i’ve been waiting forall year. Leave it up to the firefighters, leave it up to Fate.Nothing left to ruin, nothing left to burn.Old calculus tests and annotated textbooks litter my desk in the outline ofThe San Gabriels […]
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Near the depot. Black plumes escape and dissipate, like night-bats. Remember that anniversary when we stumbled across a dead fox on our hike? An auspice? In Indiana, a man with a cigarette habitually tucked behind both ears said, “The kismet control has a lotta knobs.” I’ve always loved candles because they have ceilings. And what’s felt can melt. We’re […]
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someone modded the test-flight simulatorto scrape the sun with their fingernailsor crash out into the creek behind your old housetumbling through briar brushforehead cracked on oak the suspect steadied over unpaved gravelhardly graced the ground, flickereddown the street, laid out under the unbuilt warehouse gazed up. someone said it’s still 2010 out thereif you just […]
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Nuala McEvoy started writing and taught herself to paint approximately seven years ago, at the age of around fifty. Nuala now paints daily using acrylics on canvas. She started submitting her artwork for publication in 2024, and her paintings have since been accepted for publication in many literary magazines and reviews. Her art has featured […]
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I could tell she was Dominican. At first that’s why I stared. I was placing her skin tone againstthose of my family and imagining what her lose curls would look like if straighten. I could tellthat straight is how she usually wore it since her hair is being weighed down by product. Shedoesn’t have a […]
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The bleach-white lights of the Mary-Greeley maternity ward were buzzing like the cicadas in May when you walked in. Except it was December. Dawn was no nearer than dusk, and outside, the first flakes of snow twirled like Tchaikovsky’s dancers before settling on the 2004 Toyota Sienna Appa had bought last month. There were two […]
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VAGABOND CITY 