The submission period for the fourth issue of damselfly press has closed. Look for the issue on July 15th.
If you would still like to submit, your submission will be considered for the fifth issue.
Thank you to all of our submitters.
The third issue of damselfly press centers around peregrinations from our themed submission call. Our authors journey through both internal and external surroundings while developing relationships and finding meaning. These writers encourage us to look deeper into ourselves and explore what lies within. We invite you to dig into this issue with an open […]
Isabelle in Sienna
Stomping on thick short legs up cobblestones as large as your feet,
glued to my hand with gelato, you bellow the Sesame Street theme
song—Sunny day, chasing the clouds away! On my way to where the air
is sweet! Isabelle. Ah, Isabella! Bella! Bella! say the museum guards who gather
around you—young women, old men, fellow citizens […]
The Breathing Place
We’re stuck. Again. In the Kalahari Desert. No one wants to get out and push after the incident with the hitchhiking snake the other day, especially as the sun slides into the sand and the first bats of the night flit across the beam from our one remaining headlight.
“Shit!” Paul says as he […]
The submission period for the third issue of damselfly press has closed. Look for the issue on April 15th.
If you would still like to submit, your submission will be considered for the fourth issue.
Thank you to all of our submitters.
Check out the damselfly press article in Luna Park Review!
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Happy 2008 from damselfly press! The New Year brings our second issue and yet another opportunity to read good, honest writing. We are pleased to feature work with themes of reflection and renewal to warm you through the winter. The pieces represent a combination of writers examining women’s inner lives, pondering loss and longing, while […]
the way things disappear
here, there is something like humidity
descending against the lake,
bass snapping at mayflies
and a duck wings easily,
low to the surface, splashes down
with a spray of water.
the only purpose for the duck
is to make noise
over the bullfrogs. i need
another sound, a crash sound.
there are certain things
that scare me. waterfalls. black night
windows and the […]
He Said, She Said
His worst nightmare is that she’s still thinking about that guy from her college days, the one with the long hair who played the guitar, the one he’s sure she must have dated in the most vertical of relations. He wonders if she remembers his songs, if she could play them by […]
Accepting Impermanence
Strapped to the woman’s back — head bobbing slightly to one side, peacefully dozing in the sun and the shade of the canyon, and the soft rush of water as it pours down the rocky creek bed — is a child. A child with dark eyes that round with wonder so often at […]
