Events

“I never left because a part of me will always be in that house . . . ” ? J.X. Burros

Mothers have a lot to say about mothering. Trust us, we know. We're dedicating the month of May to telling those motherhood stories.

A holistic retrospective on the women’s music cultural movement. This is an explicitly trans-inclusive issue that welcomes submissions from people of all genders and walks of life who have experiences with the women’s music movement. 

Send us your work about treasures you’ve reclaimed, leftovers, pulpiness, messiness, griminess, and excessiveness. What you’re afraid to touch with a ten foot pole. In short, send us your trashiest and filthiest work. 

Separation from one’s country or culture—whether voluntary or not—generates a range of feelings/experiences: disorientation, grief, nostalgia, curiosity, surprise, and a negotiation of a new sense of self, to name a few. Send us fiction—flash or full length—that uncovers some nuance of this experience.

We're passionate about unconventional creativity in literature. We seek work that challenges norms and embraces innovation

"Solidarity Forever" refers to the old union song of the same name, but your submission does not have to be specifically about unions,. It could be about all sorts of problems solved through collective resistance and people standing together.

Celestial bodies held in orbit around one another. What are our gravitational pulls? What does this mean for other moments that feel cosmic? What might be other natural or forced altered perspectives?

We welcome submissions about how being a part of this critical climate movement can help us live better, more meaningful, lives, and that help shift our cultural mindset from despair to creative possibility and from isolation to collective purpose.

For the April Issue of Parcham, we aim to look into the various manifestations associated with children and the entire process of growing up, as well as watching the days of childhood from an adult’s perspective

We aim to make publications more accessible to writers and artists by creating a landing platform for their unrestricted creativity and for works that go beyond conventional interpretations.

Do dirt, get dirt. Hit the dirt, then dig in - up - out - ew. Don’t cry foul - this is a dirty business.  Got dirt? We want

Why does status so often go unnoticed? How does it influence everything from social inequality to personal relationships? And what changing forces have come to bear on the high or low status we’ve ascribed ourselves and others over the centuries?

Not platonic, familial, or devotional, this is the rascal love where your heart sweats and you lose your mind. The world well lost for lust. Dreaming days followed by sleepless nights.

The Pine Cone Review was born out of a dream to showcase the complexities of the brown existence.

For the 10th issue of illiterature. we’re seeking work that is without the smallest unit of meaning.   We especially encourage submissions that are hard to place elsewhere.

Left Unsaid. We like the phrase's suggestion of mystery, innuendo, high stakes, and emotional conflict. Sometimes what's left unsaid is the cause of pain, sometimes it's the source of power. 

How is the environment changing and why? What can inspire change or conversation? What's your/our relationship to the climate?

Primordial appetites – mother’s milk, a father’s warm touch, the flashy colours of a toy train, the appetite to love, the insatiable curiosity to delve into the mysteries of life. Gulp down this theme of appetite, allow it to reveal the hungers within you.

Where do we see and feel syncopation, within and beyond music? How do we experience syncopation in everyday life, society, socially?