Julia Horwitz’s short story, “Ballad of the Fifty-Foot Woman,” was named runner-up in the 2022 Snarl Prose Contest by final judge Jason Baltazar. You can read the entirety of Horwitz’s story in Snarl’s upcoming Issue 4: Fall 2022, due in November 2022. Below is an excerpt of “Ballad of the Fifty-Foot Woman.” Get your copyContinue reading ““Ballad of the Fifty-Foot Woman,” (excerpted) A Short Story by Julia Horwitz”
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Caity Scott Wins Snarl’s 2022 Prose Contest!
Snarl is delighted to announce that Final Judge Jason Baltazar has selected Caity Scott’s short story, “like other girls,” as the winner of Snarl’s inaugural prose contest! Congratulations to all the writers who made it to the finalist round. Here is what Jason had to say about Caity’s winning story:
“‘like other girls’ looms much larger than its page count. From the mythic currents woven through its intensely personal high school drama, to the balancing act of infusing its observations about the very real damage our discourses on gender and sexuality can cause with touches of humor and wonder, I was so thoroughly impressed.
Belated Editor’s Note for Issue #3
The editors of Snarl take seriously the right to bodily autonomy that all people with uteruses deserve. Without establishing an explicit theme for our third issue, we found many of the works in this issue to be in conversation with the fraught state of parenting, pregnancy, and abortion in the US. This note means to both reinforce our commitment to reproductive freedom and provide a few points of action for our readers.
“Remains” (excerpted), A Short Story by Carolyn Oliver
Walter scampered off the school bus and flung himself into his aunt’s ready arms.
“I got first in the practice race!”
“Congratulations!” Laura ruffled his brown hair, which smelled of sun and salt, warm vinyl and bruised grass. Like the last dash of summer.
“Slowness” (excerpted), A Short Story by Amrita De from Issue 2
The summer with Avyan had a before and after: before his widowed father came to visit and—afterward. I was an out-of-work graduate student in the sixth year of my doctoral program in Political Science, slicing my life thin and watching the end of a relationship slowly burn out, like a curtain winded by an errant candle.
Snarl’s First Poetry & Prose Contests
We are delighted to announce that Snarl will host our very first Prose and Poetry Contests starting December 1st, 2021. Submissions will close on January 31st, 2022. Any writer residing in the US and who identifies as marginalized, whether due to their economic status, race, ethnicity, gender identity, sexual orientation, disability, incarceration or immigrant status, or otherContinue reading “Snarl’s First Poetry & Prose Contests”
“The Wheel of San Geronimo,” an Essay by David Simmons
On the corner of 16th Street and Peralta, in front of the New Jerusalem Baptist Church, is an antediluvian dopeman who will give you balloons of brown powder in exchange for exotic cheeses. For a pound of Jersey Blue you can expect at least three balloons; a pear-shaped Caciocavallo Podolico could get you six, possiblyContinue reading ““The Wheel of San Geronimo,” an Essay by David Simmons”
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