Salamander 2024 Fiction Contest

SUBMIT: May 1 through June 2, 2024 | READING FEE: $15

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Bad Yard

poetry
  She says: Dangerous for there not to be grass, dangerous for there to be. Every little fairy alive and wiring up. A garbage pull tab is as important as…

new year’s diagnosis

poetry
  it is helpful to imagine you’re in the woods at night / you have to make it / through that’s all / feel your way from tree to tree…

Intervention

poetry
  I’m asked to keep a secret and I do until I don’t. Until he trusts   me to ration out his pills and when I forget fever sweats hold…

She Who Eats Everything

poetry
  He seems lost, although he’s four-square on the trail, maybe an abandoned, lonely male, a yearling whose mother kicked him out to give her time for this spring’s fawns.…

Rescue Me

poetry
  While I’m driving I like to fantasize about the people I love   dying in tragic and gruesome ways.   My brother slips off a cliff hiking and they…

Cathartes

poetry
  After a long time staring into the cliffs you finally said, I think that when a stone looks at Medusa it just becomes more comfortable in its own body.…

All In

poetry
  I dreamed of you last night, a dream you, an almost you. We were driving in that old blue car I used to have, except that it was green…

The Gift

poetry
  New Year’s Day and the big reeds bowing over the stream’s headlong, white churn, only one back-flowing current glazing and glazing a black smooth stone, and you said This…

Alley Cat

poetry
  Suddenly it was a storm and insects / a pet cage tumbling in the rain.   One morning they rose to find the lobster / had sheared away the…