
ALT 40 Lit Mags that Nominate for Pushcart BULLSHIT LIT Sixth Finch DIAGRAM Grub Street Chaotic Merge Barrelhouse Willow Springs Identity Theory trampset The Paris Review Poetry A Public Space Sans. PRESS Wild Hunt Magazine Susurrus Foglifter Lost Balloon Indiana Review ANMLY beestung The Masters Review miniskirt magazine Lucky Jefferson A Velvet Giant One Story Witness Puerto del Sol The Twin Bill fractured literary Archetype fifth wheel press The Adroit Journal 32 Poems ANMLY beestung Brevity Radar Poetry Pithead Chapel Five South Blink-Ink

ALT 30 Fee-Free Magazines With Deadlines This Week Aug 26 - Sept 1 • Lucent Dreaming • The Phantom Folio • EDGE CITY • Nebula Journal • Anodyne Magazine • Seedlings • In The Mood Magazine • Oxford Poetry • Apparition Lit • Purely Liminal • Chaotic Merge Magazine • After Happy Hour Review • The Selkie • The Lost Poetry Club • Prairie Home Magazine • Frazzled Lit • The Bookends Review • The Cloudscent Journal • Raising Mothers • Prosetrics The Literary • The Shore Poetry Magazine • International Poetry • Thin Veil Press Review • Vellichor Literary • Dreamweaver Magazine Narratives • Glass Bead Magazine • Months to Years • Karma Comes Before • RU Joking? • Sophon Lit • Weird Lit Magazine

ALT “Body Horror” by Court Ludwick: See the mother. See through her skin. See the skeleton. See inside the body. Look, there is another body, only smaller and made of disconnected parts. What constitutes a body? See, Mother has a pelvis. See the pelvis move, separate, tilt and open. Shine a flashlight in. Look. See the body inside of the body? Wait no the body is gone. Someone has stolen the body? Who has done this to the body! See but don't hear the baby screaming. And there's a theory that says birth is the first experience of anxiety, so do you think that's why everyone, all the time, is still fucking screaming? The father is outside of the hospital. The infant is outside of the womb. The breath is outside of the mother's mouth and she keeps trying to hold in all the air but she collapses like a faulty lung. You never get to see how the outside layer of bone fuses together then holds up her, holds up the body. See the father smoking. See the mother, panting.
















