Events

Enter fiction and narrative non-fiction themed around the natural world/the relationship between humans and nature

From the abyss to the great beyond to the other side of the wall, an unknown place is ripe for adventure. The unknown is so much more than a place, too—we don't know what we don't know, nor do we know why, how, or when. 

Where'd it come from? It's a James "Slim" Hand lyric from a song about sitting in a bar in the corner at a table by a jukebox. Interpret however you like.

While this sub call does focus on women, we welcome subs from everyone. We’re not here to make it weird or police identity. It’s your art we’re after. If your work is resonant, heartfelt, and challenging, it can find a home here.

How do you answer this question? Have you found a way to describe our beliefs that covers most if not all Quakers?

In what ways does innovation interact with and influence concepts–and realities–of nature, place, space, culture, and identity?

We’re looking specifically for feminist, experimental, visual work that queers chronology, cracks open clocks, haunts archives, and burns blueprints.

We are looking for variety and originality. Tickle us, haunt us, gobsmack us. Choose your words carefully and leave our readers wanting more. And do it in a small space.

Submit your most inspiring and powerful tales of nature's rebounding in no more than 500 words.

Plenitude Magazine is Canada’s only queer literary magazine. We especially encourage BIPOC, trans, and disabled writers to submit their work.

We want your works that show us how you and or your community turn hope into an active practice. From culinary traditions that nourish the fire in your belly to essays on protest – show us what it means to you to make hope into a discipline.

Your submission must include London, whether as a memory, wishful thinking, an anecdote, the setting for your story or poem, a place of importance, or where you live or holiday …

The Earth Amulet Poetry Prize™ is an environmental poetry contest that invite poems rooted in the natural world—its landscapes, elements, and living beings.

We are looking for your Autumn (that’s Fall, to our American readers) themed short stories. As ever, there is one main rule. It must make us laugh!

A howl can be grief, warning, prayer, or celebration - but always, it is a reaching. Who do we become when we are unheard? What remains when sound fades, and only the echo lingers?