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After months of planning, networking, and self-taught web design, look at the thing Window Cat Press has put together!
Just in time for the holidays: The Winter Issue
If you enjoyed any of the featured work, please support the contributors by liking, sharing, and connecting via our Facebook page.
We also have a tumblr, which posts daily inspiration and features artists & writers as well.
Thanks for reading!
Just in time for the holidays: The Winter Issue
If you enjoyed any of the featured work, please support the contributors by liking, sharing, and connecting via our Facebook page.
We also have a tumblr, which posts daily inspiration and features artists & writers as well.
Thanks for reading!
Call for Submissions: Window Cat Press
Window Cat Press seeks submissions of art and literature for online publication for our second issue!
From our Submissions page:
Summer Issue: though not themed, we are seeking a more playful, eclectic mix to mirror the season. So dazzle us with citrus-magic & sunshine or some bright, beachcombing find! Send your best, internettiest, lighthearted fare by June 15th. We welcome the subversive and unexpected.
Poetry, Slam Poetry, Spoken Word, Found Poetry—two pages or less per poem; any genre or topic welcome; 3-5 poems.Prose, Fiction, Flash-Fiction, Prosetry—less than 2,000 words.
Creative and Narrative Non-Fiction—les
The Animal Spell
Someone once told me that animals are people under spells, and if you fall in love with them the spell will be lifted. I recently fell in love with a black trumpeter swan. I watched her ruffle her neck feathers for hours, watched her peck bugs from her breast. I was sure she would make a beautiful bride, but she was always a black trumpeter swan. I once brushed a horse’s hair for 3 straight years until it crumpled into death. The truth is there is no such thing as spells. The world is always as it is, and always as it seems. And love is just our own kind voice that we whisper into our own blood.
⸺ Zachary Schomburg, from Fjords
A Poet's Poem
If it takes me all day,
I will get the word freshened out of this poem.
I put it in the first line, then moved it to the second,
and now it won’t come out.
It’s stuck. I’m so frustrated,
so I went out to my little porch all covered in snow
and watched the icicles drip, as I smoked
a cigarette.
Finally I reached up and broke a big, clear spike
off the roof with my bare hand.
And used it to write a word in the snow.
I wrote the word snow.
I can’t stand myself.
~ Brenda Shaugnessy, from Human Dark with Sugar
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Window Cat Press
I am excited to announce that Window Cat Press, the online variety lit zine I've co-founded with 2 other lovely writer-friends, is taking submissions for our inaugural issue!
We are looking for previously unpublished poems, fiction, creative and narrative non-fiction, photography, and visual art by young, emerging artists 18-40yrs of age. We are also looking for flash-lit--poems and prose in 100 words or less--for our tumblr. For submission guidelines and more about us, please visit our website: http://windowcatpress.weebly.com/
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