"An online magazine that works to share poetry, ordinary and exotic, with new audiences, attempting to reach those who might not usually read poems."
Open:
Yes
Vibe: We're just chilling here
Response time:
1-3 months
Payment:
No
Simultaneous submissions:
Yes
Previously published:
No
Submission fee:
Free
Expedited submissions:
No
Available in print:
No
Examples online:
Yes

Important stuff

Make you feel at home: cozy, meme-friendly, a sense of community, all that stuff
Active on social media
Promote writers even after publication - hype hype hype
Helpful: reposting other opportunities on their Twitter:)

Genres

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Nonfiction

Max words: 800Max pieces: 1
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Review

Max words: 800Max pieces: 1
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Interview

Max words: 800Max pieces: 1
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Poetry

Min pieces: 3Max pieces: 5
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Art

Min pieces: 3Max pieces: 5
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Photography

Min pieces: 3Max pieces: 5

Examples

'I've Planned Your Death For Years' by Courtney LeBlanc

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When your kidneys shut down and a machine began to filter your blood: 8-hours, three times a week, a day after to recover – your life an exhausted cycle of hope and despair. When a new-to-you kidney was sewn into your body, your dead, gray kidneys pushed aside to make room for the bright-with-blood imposter.
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'Crabapple Elegy' by Emily Stoddard

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They say you should hold your breath when passing the cemetery, ​ but I do not fear the reach of the dead. When she died—Christmas morning, an unforecasted veil of snow-- our chests were undone. I learned the sounds a body makes as it unhooks itself. Each begins with breath.
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'Nocturne with "Kickstart my Heart" Playing in the Background' by Amorak Huey

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When a rock star dies, the moon goes hungry. When a rock star is reborn, jolted back to the stage by gasoline and guitar strings and the kiss of someone else’s girlfriend, the planets burn. There’s no word for a moment like this, for being in such a hurry to love each other that time dries on our tongues.
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'S' by Charika Swanepoel

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I’ve always been sentimental about my family name. It amazes me, scraps of paper, my grandmother’s handwriting; the way she swirled the S. I’d like to think it means something more than what I cannot tell. I’d like to keep my name, “What’s in a name” you’ll ask and I’ll say: “Almost everything.”
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