"The Creepin Woman bent the shadows. She was at once tall like a pine tree and as short as a child skipping rope in the street. She was dressed in all black with a face and hands white as a sheet. Her fingers were bony. Her teeth sharp like knives and she had a long tongue that was licking her lips as she watched Cressie. Pulling at the shadows around her like flailing limbs were the souls of the traveling men. Their cries—oooh oooh oooh—trumpeted her presence."
-DW McKinney, "Cressie Girl and the Creepin Woman"
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"Forest Witch"
Visual Art by Shannon Gardner
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"My work strives to explore the aesthetic within imperfections and unearthed beauty of line work and stippling. These techniques imitate the look of nature, implying crisp texture and impression of depth. This is my best way to convey the look and feel of the natural world."
-Shannon Gardner, "Forest Witch"
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"Cressie Girl and the Creepin Woman"
Fiction by DW McKinney
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“See here, girl. Death is married to life,” Big Ma would say. “When one arrives, the other is sure to follow. What matters most is balance.” Big Ma also taught Cressie about herbs, wildflowers, and how to use the power in the ground. The world was altogether vibrant as Big Ma spoke about it.
-DW McKinney, "Cressie Girl and the Creepin Woman"
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Three Sisters
Photography by Hall Jameson
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“Three silos stand watch over the farmland in northern Montana, a trio of robust sisters huddled together in private discussion. A string of birds enter the circle from above, eavesdropping on the sister’s conversation, collecting gossip to spread to the residents of the neighboring fields."
-Hall Jameson, Three Sisters
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"One Good Shot"
Nonfiction by Frances Pearce
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“Later in the day, during our drive across the flat coastal plain to Lake Mattamuskeet, we see thousands more red-winged blackbirds explode from the ground, but only the males with their gaudy epaulets. Where are the drab brown females? Do they travel separately? Or am I somehow overlooking them?"
-Frances Pearce, One Good Shot
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Submission Period: Feb 1 - Nov 30
The New Southern Fugitives seeks previously unpublished writing and art. We pay contributors:
$15/page of prose (min $45, max $105)
$40 per poem
$40 per photograph or piece of visual art
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Submissions Open!
SFK Press seeks book-length fiction by fearless authors. Our mission is to tell a million tales of y’all means ALL, with a Southern accent. We especially encourage submissions from indigenous, LGBTQIA+, disabled, currently or previously incarcerated, non-binary people, people of color, and women.
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