Submissions

Submitting to Conjunctions
The online reading period for our Spring 2021 issue, Conjunctions:76, The Fortieth Anniversary Issue, is now closed. 
Conjunctions accepts submissions of short- and long-form fiction, poetry, creative nonfiction, and any hybrid thereof, including translations.

If submitting by mail, please send your manuscript with SASE to the editorial office. While we can’t predict exactly when an issue will close to new work, we typically read hard-copy submissions into August for our fall issues and into February for our spring issues. We read year-round for the weekly online magazine, which is not subject to thematic restrictions. All submissions are automatically considered for both print and online editions, unless your cover letter specifies otherwise.

Bradford Morrow, Editor
Conjunctions
21 E 10th Street, #3E
New York, NY 10003

In order to receive a response to hard copy submissions, you must include a self-addressed envelope stamped with sufficient postage for our reply and for return of your manuscript (if requested). Do not send submissions by any delivery method that requires a signature. If we accept a submission, we will reach out as quickly as possible via email. If you have not received a response from us after twelve weeks, please assume that your submission has been declined. 

Although we have no official restrictions regarding word count, most of the manuscripts we select for publication are under eight thousand words long. For poetry submissions, we suggest sending half a dozen poems, depending on length. We do not publish academic essays or book reviews. All submissions must be in English and previously unpublished. We strongly prefer to receive exclusive rather than simultaneous submissions and make every effort to respond to work in four to six weeks. 

We strongly suggest that writers new to Conjunctions read our recent issues to acquaint themselves with our publications. Subscriptions are available here.

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In Print

Vol. 75
Dispatches from Solitude
Fall 2020
Edited by Bradford Morrow

Online

January 11, 2021
One’s opportunities to be unhappy are

Unlimited.     Or limited, but only by

One’s own imagination, which is powerful

But fragile, is defenseless,     but is limited

Only by things unseen.     As Bark Psychosis did it
January 4, 2021
As life encroaches on the dreaming
bedpost, you remember

a chip of ice you found in river
sludge, its sheen a mute witness

to increments of change
as lens and pure belief.
December 17, 2020
Even if we do have a self, all many of us want is to still the music, for a time. Transcend that individual identity, shuck off that convict walk of a mortal coil, to make a new beginning of a pulled-out piece of TV antenna with the glued-on plastic bead. To try and fool my parents and everybody else that I hadn’t gone and broken something in the house, again. That I could save it, fix it, we could fix it, make it new. Trying to quench this thirst for annihilation with the secret machine. Alcohol, sex, love and work wrote the shanties of self before. I lost those full- throated lines. So, I walked the meditation labyrinths. And studied bugs. In silence. Alone.
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