3 Publication Opportunities In June & July

Deadlines and details do sometimes change. Please don’t forget to check the relevant websites for all the latest details.

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Puritan: Frontiers of New English

An online, quarterly publication based in Toronto. It publishes new fiction, poetry, interviews, essays and reviews by both Canadian and international writers. Submissions received before 25 June will be considered for the summer issue.

Cha: An Asian Literary Journal

A Hong Kong-based journal dedicated to publishing quality poetry, short stories, creative non-fiction, drama, and reviews written in English, as well as photography and art. It has a strong focus on Asian-themed creative work or work done by Asian writers and artists. Submissions for Cha’s ‘Writing Singapore’ issue are open until 30 June.

SAND

An English-language literary journal published twice annually in Berlin. It features prose and poetry, translations, art and photography. Submissions reopen on 11 May and close in July.

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