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Call for Submissions: 2020 Fiction & Poetry Contests

Submissions being accepted through March 27, 2020!

Like to stargaze? Kept up at night considering if there’s an afterlife? Keep asking yourself when that guy will text you back?

For Issue 77, we seek work that considers the theme of WONDER. We’re looking for anything and everything that concerns wonder / curiosity / bewilderment / sublimity / awe / double-takes / enigmas.

The fiction contest will be judged by Rebecca Makkai.

The poetry contest will be judged by Aimee Nezhukumatathil.

Remember to follow our general submission guidelines!

Questions? You can always reach us at editors@sonorareview.com

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