Ends on August 30, 2017
Your poetry should be the strike of a match among the cheat grass, the chaparral of country blighted by drought. Your poetry should be the cloudburst that snuffs it out, slakes the land. Your poetry should determine whether life is worth the ribbons of flesh it strips from between your shoulder blades.

Limit five (5) poems (in one (1) document).

Limit one (1) submission per issue.

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Your fiction should be startled by its own voice; your characters, by what cruel sentence some unseen hand has delegated; Noble / Gas Qtrly’s masthead, by the conclusion of this breathless high-wire act.

Limit 7,500 words. No excerpts of longer works—standalone pieces only.

Limit one (1) submission per issue.

Ends on August 30, 2017
Your nonfiction should be the direct result of placing a beaker full of distress, saudade, and emancipate exultation over a Bunsen burner. Leave it unattended. Be thorough in your lab report.

Limit 7,500 words. No excerpts of longer works—standalone pieces only.

Limit one (1) submission per issue.

Ends on August 30, 2017$3.00 - 7.00
$3.00 - 7.00
Your tip jar/expedited submission should be generous of spirit and acquainted with the term nonrefundable.

Fees of $3, $5, and $7 afford you one-week turnarounds on submissions of up to 3,000, 5,000, and 7,500 words, respectively.

Limit one (1) submission per issue.

Funds go toward the annual Birdwhistle Prize.
Your art & photography should put bedlam in order, bunked in spartan quarters.

Limit ten (10) images or one (1) series.
Your Short Circuits should allow one current—one idea—to travel an unintended path with little or no impedance. The specter of calamity can often become a spectacle.

Limit 1,000 words (each); limit three (3) pieces (in one (1) document).

Limit one (1) submission per issue.

In September of 1856, during only its fourteenth trip along the Missouri River, the steamboat Arabia took on water and sank, her hull ripped open by a walnut snag. The wreckage disappeared beneath the mud of the riverbed within days, obviating salvage. No life perished save a mule’s, tied fast to heavy equipment and there forgotten.

More than a century passed before a small team of excavators, led by era-specific maps, a proton magnetometer, and local legend, located the Arabia beneath more than a dozen meters of topsoil at the old Sortor farm. Across the winter of 1988, the team exposed the ship and her artifacts, among them a crate of china, jars of preserved food (still edible), standard supplies, and, curiously, a bound stack of leatherback journals pressed with Percy Birdwhistle’s name.* One passage announced his intentions to institute a set of annual awards, one in poetry, another in short fiction.

His wishes in mind, we now happily herald the inaugural Birdwhistle Prizes in Poetry and in Short Fiction:

  1. Entrants will submit one (1) piece of previously unpublished work to one (1) category.
  2. Qualifying works of poetry must not exceed one (1) poem, nor should that poem exceed five (5) pages.
  3. The work must not be in consideration elsewhere; in other words, no simultaneous submissions.
  4. The submission period will remain open for thirty (30) days; after this period elapses, Editorial will notify each writer of her result.
Winners of each category will receive a prize of $50.00 USD.

Failure to adhere to the rules here stated will disqualify writers from awards consideration.

* In addition to his death having occurred nearly a decade prior to the shipwreck, there is no record that Mr. Birdwhistle had ever traveled so far west.
In September of 1856, during only its fourteenth trip along the Missouri River, the steamboat Arabia took on water and sank, her hull ripped open by a walnut snag. The wreckage disappeared beneath the mud of the riverbed within days, obviating salvage. No life perished save a mule’s, tied fast to heavy equipment and there forgotten.

More than a century passed before a small team of excavators, led by era-specific maps, a proton magnetometer, and local legend, located the Arabia beneath more than a dozen meters of topsoil at the old Sortor farm. Across the winter of 1988, the team exposed the ship and her artifacts, among them a crate of china, jars of preserved food (still edible), standard supplies, and, curiously, a bound stack of leatherback journals pressed with Percy Birdwhistle’s name.* One passage announced his intentions to institute a set of annual awards, one in poetry, another in short fiction.

His wishes in mind, we now happily herald the inaugural Birdwhistle Prizes in Poetry and in Short Fiction:

  1. Entrants will submit one (1) piece of previously unpublished work to one (1) category.
  2. Qualifying works of short fiction must not exceed 3,000 words and will indicate at the top right-hand side of the document the piece’s final word-count, excluding title.
  3. The work must not be in consideration elsewhere; in other words, no simultaneous submissions.
  4. The submission period will remain open for thirty (30) days; after this period elapses, Editorial will notify each writer of her result.
Winners of each category will receive a prize of $50.00 USD.

Failure to adhere to the rules here stated will disqualify writers from awards consideration.

* In addition to his death having occurred nearly a decade prior to the shipwreck, there is no record that Mr. Birdwhistle had ever traveled so far west.
In September of 1856, during only its fourteenth trip along the Missouri River, the steamboat Arabia took on water and sank, her hull ripped open by a walnut snag. The wreckage disappeared beneath the mud of the riverbed within days, obviating salvage. No life perished save a mule’s, tied fast to heavy equipment and there forgotten.

More than a century passed before a small team of excavators, led by era-specific maps, a proton magnetometer, and local legend, located the Arabia beneath more than a dozen meters of topsoil at the old Sortor farm. Across the winter of 1988, the team exposed the ship and her artifacts, among them a crate of china, jars of preserved food (still edible), standard supplies, and, curiously, a bound stack of leatherback journals pressed with Percy Birdwhistle’s name.* One passage announced his intentions to institute a set of annual awards, one in poetry, another in short fiction.

His wishes in mind, we now happily herald the inaugural Birdwhistle Prizes in Poetry and in Short Fiction. An anonymous member of the unofficial Birdwhistle Fanclub has sponsored a Nonfiction award in the same vein.

  1. Entrants will submit one (1) piece of previously unpublished work to one (1) category.
  2. Qualifying works of nonfiction must not exceed 3,000 words and will indicate at the top right-hand side of the document the piece’s final word-count, excluding title.
  3. The work must not be in consideration elsewhere; in other words, no simultaneous submissions.
  4. The submission period will remain open for thirty (30) days; after this period elapses, Editorial will notify each writer of their result.
Winners of each category will receive a prize of $50.00 USD.

Failure to adhere to the rules here stated will disqualify writers from awards consideration.

* In addition to his death having occurred nearly a decade prior to the shipwreck, there is no record that Mr. Birdwhistle had ever traveled so far west.