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Submissions are OPEN for our spring theme, WOUNDED.
Send us your best 1500 (or so...) words of fiction, nonfiction, or some sort of hybrid straight to our email inbox (no attachments please): hello [at] scribentematernum [dot] com. Please send us your writing no later than March 1.
We can't wait to publish your words in this space.
The circus is perched at the top of a cliff. The tent, worn in places, stripes of color now faded to near-grey, looks like it might topple into the sea at any second. In faded gold lettering, a sign p
I have no idea what I’m doing. This is the thought that has run on a loop in my head since my mother got sick six months ago, and I suddenly became responsible for her wellbeing. It feels eerily simil
A friend once messaged me after we reconnected on Facebook, and after hearing how many children I had said, “You must have your hands full with your brood. Don’t know [how] you can manage that. Only h