The digital version of Volume Three will cost $10, obviously no shipping and handling. We’ll edit that soon!
Dear writers, dear artists, dear antelopes, dear firecrackers,
If you’ve been waiting for a sign to submit to WTR, here it is.
Winter Tangerine Review has opened a 24-HOUR free-for-all submission period! You can submit an unlimited amount of pieces (art, poetry, prose, film, and dramatic writing!), and receive a decision in three days or less. We’re hungry. Send it all.
The Flash Mob Period will also signal the (almost!) end of submissions for our Imaginary Homelands online feature, guest edited by Rosebud Ben-Oni so be sure to submit as many poems as you like to that as well! Imaginary Homeland submissions will be open until September 3rd, so if you’re still perfecting that poem, you’ve got time.This will also signal the opening of Short Film submissions and Dramatic Writing submissions!
Last submission period, we received over 600 submissions during our Flash Mob period and we can definitely beat that! Use hashtag #wtrflashmob on Twitter after submitting for a chance to win eBooks of all of WTR’s volumes so far!
WTR will hold at least two flash mob periods every time we open a call for submissions, so if you’ve got a flight today or you’re doing brain surgery, don’t fret - there’ll be more opportunities to show WTR all you’ve got.
What are you waiting for ? SUBMIT NOW!
We do! Just shoot us an email after you receive a decision and we’ll get back to you with 2-4 weeks.
Wishing I were bigger than these moments,
smothered in hands, passing through my old bodies,
shedding a luscious fur that drips from my shoulders
like a whore in a girlie magazine, wishing I were greater
than desire, so over its poesy whatever, wishing you hadn’t left
me in June, wishing you were here, kissing me goodbye in the porch light.
It’s a sweet montage, we’re laughing ugly and smiling at each other,
the night expanding like a lung. So we drive with all the windows down,
grinning into the blue, legs crossed, not both of them mine,
the car sliding down the road like a streaming blotch
on a reel of film. Lying on Sol’s couch, soft and molted,
palming my phone, your phantom weight on my stomach,
trying to send this, hoping at the very least to startle you into love,
not love with me, but love as a verb,
hoping you’ll see the bullshit in that sentence,
regretting this already.
You’ll receive an email shortly with information on that! Thanks for supporting us!
Yep, all pieces accepted for our fourth volume will appear in the eBook version of Volume Four! If this is an issue for you, feel free to withdraw your work.
Winter Tangerine Review is easily my favorite thing in the world. Besides my mom. And brother. And chocolate croissants. And air conditioning in August. Well, one of my favorite things. We’ve had so many ups and downs in the past year and a half (woah, my baby is almost a toddler!) and it’s been such a pleasure going through all your work. Really. Thank you so much for believing in WTR’s mission, and in our staff, and in me. WTR went from an idea to an actual journal with a staff and a submissions platform and a website in about two weeks, and that is all because of those who have backed us from the very start, and we appreciate you so much more than you know.
As some of you may know, I’m doing a two-year gap program in South Africa starting in a few weeks (woah!) and this, among many other reasons, is why we have decided to temporarily go out of print. WTR was founded on four bases, one of which would be that we would try our very, very best to keep print alive, however we can. And we have not given up this dream. In the next year, we plan on (finally!) bring the Winter Tangerine awards to life, a blindly-read competition that will recognize the most electric poetry, prose and visual art, and will not only give a cash prize, but will also provide winners and finalists with mentors in their genre. We also plan on holding a print chapbook competition in early 2015 (more information on this soon!)! But what about the journal itself, you ask? We’re moving online, but not in a traditional sense - we’ll continue making manuscripts of WTR, but we’ll publish them as eBooks, available for purchase exclusively on our website. When we move back to print, we’ll continue publishing volumes online as well, so that those who live outside of the USA can experience WTR without breaking the bank for shipping.
As seen with WTR’s newest online feature, IMAGINARY HOMELANDS, guest-edited by the lovely Rosebud Ben-Oni (which is still accepting submissions so get to it, poets!), WTR will also move to publish an online feature once every four months that will range from the process of drafting to translations to poems about the color red. We are also going to hold a year-long open call for proposals, so anyone can curate a feature of work about what is important to them.
We are also opening submissions for our Short Film category and our Dramatic Writing category on September 1st. In the future, we do plan on putting on the Dramatic Writing submissions with actors and sets and a director’s chair in NYC, and our Short Films wil be played at the WTR Readings, Art Exhibitions, and Films Screenings. Speaking of…
What about the WTR readings?! Those are so fun! And great! And there’s hummus and guacamole! Don’t fret, loves. Those will continue to go on, thanks to the WTR NYC team!
So the fact that we’re taking a short break from print is really just dwarfed by all the other cool stuff we have going on, anyway. (Volume Three and Four will be our first eBook volumes! Ayyyyy! Go, the internet!). We’re really excited for the next couple months.
Get ready, folks! Keep writing and painting and sculpting and filming! We can’t wait for this fire to spark.
Winter Tangerine Review
Fifty yards away and you can still hear
someone’s world seem to twist in their shaky hands.
I didn’t realize how it sounded until after
you called the therapist. There’s a clinical term,
it feels more like the signs across your chest
read WELCOME TO, WELCOME TO,
never WELCOME HOME, never WELCOME
HOME. You tell me you don’t understand.
Divide. Separate. Consume. I am to the top,
shaking full of light. Swallow. Moonrock skull,
fingers like coffee filters, tongue swimming
with Tylenol, clear. I go weeks just letting the phone
ring, burying the bottles like translucent
orange explosives. Rise. Wash clean.
Stomach acid full of hornets, the finite of the body
above the resolve of concrete. Every word
sounds like a death threat. Open. Close. I pen out
letters to my insides but can’t speak
the language that hisses and spits. Boil. Simmer.
Burn. From far enough away, no one
can see the tremors in your throat. You ask me
how this feels. I could show you,
but the mind is a prism. It hurts invisibly.
Iron. Align. Refract. You do not understand
why my eyes well up on certain sidewalks, why
my skin crawls at my own name. Control.
Perform. Conclude. You ask me how to see
my kind of sick, but I cannot show you a suffering
that always runs clear.
Maybe! It was waaaay overwhelming last time, so we’re not totally sure if we want to bring it back.
Yep! It’s in our general guidelines!
Winter Tangerine Review has teamed up with poet Rosebud Ben-Oni for an online feature that explores what home really is. We are drawn to the idea of origins- be it ethnic, religious, sexual, etc- existing in new geographies but longing for, challenging and speaking to homelands, however distant.
We hope for slow, white-mouthed nostalgia, for the pull of Oceania, for the splintered weed fairy tales of the forest. Give us your forgotten, your remembered, your baked bread, your french braids, the broken glass on your city street. We want your comfortable, your uncomfortable, the place, mood, state of mind that you call home.
We want to explore the complexity of voices inhabiting spaces which challenge stability and certainty. There are all sort of homelands, and they are all not necessarily physical.
Submit up to four poems through our Submittable here by August 31st. We look forward to your work!
Winter Tangerine Review will be holding a poetry reading at the Poets House as part of our Poets in NYC Summer Reading Series!
The event will feature Oriana Tang, Denver Butson, Cheyenne Varner, Esther Yun, Emily Zhang and Jay Laureta!
There will be amazing poetry, hummus, guacamole, cookies, and a killer view of the Hudson River. The event will be at the NYC Poets House (10 River Terrace New York, NY, 10282) on August 2nd from 6:30PM-8:30PM.
Cover is $9 and goes towards rental fees + refreshments. We greatly appreciate your support. We will have copies of Volume One and Two available at the event.
To RSVP: www.wintertangerine.com/rsvpaugust2
This event is made possible in part by the Poets House Literary Partner’s Program.
Art work credit is to Dimitra Ermeidou, from the series “Demos - For a Hall of Portraits”, 2013
We actually do have Tip Jar Submissions! If you’d like to support us, you can submit through that portal for $3.50. WTR makes $2.31 off each Tip Jar submission (Submittable takes the rest) and it really helps keep us afloat!
To all you troublemakers,
Winter Tangerine Review is open for submissions for our fourth volume!
We accept evocative poetry, prose, short film, dramatic writing (SF and DW begin on August 1st), and visual art. We are a print publication that aims to publish work that ignites, electrifies, and invents. We consider previously unpublished work, but anything that’s appeared on Tumblr is okay with us too! After our fantastic first and second and third submission sessions, we are so excited to begin receiving your tremendous submissions! Contributors receive a free copy of the volume their work appears in and retain all copyrights. For more information and to submit, click here!
Submit your masterpieces! Submit your laundry lists! Submit your desires, your secrets, your lies!
I’m looking forward to reading you.
Volume Three is WTR’s most explosive edition yet! This volume includes work from Jeanann Verlee, June Tang, J. Bradley, Kyle McCord, Liz Robbins, Joe Kapitan, Duarte Vitoria and so many more incredible poets, short story writers and artists.
Imagine V3 as a pistol pointed at you by someone you loved, as an exploration into humanity, into how we affect each other, how we love one another. In terms of poetry, Jackson Trice’s work revolves around love as tender as an open wound, while Jason Primm’s work describes childhood and family with incredible subtly, with incredible softness, like the tremors of an earthquake. In Gabriella Gonzales’ work , love is violent, it’s obsessive, parasitic, growing and manifesting, boiling over, but still so painfully red and raw.
The short stories in V3 delves into family, into the incredible bond between siblings, between mother and daughter, between what is foreign and what is home. In “On Pluto, Eating Starfish”, a young woman tries to make sense of a world which has given her a hospitalized mother, a distant step-father and a younger brother experimenting with blueberries, octopuses and the concept of regeneration. “Daily Bread” paints the unbearably poignant portrait of a desperate mother bearing the responsibility of two hungry children.
Finally the art in V3 completely blows our minds. From oil paintings, to art installments, to sculptures, to fantastically detailed drawings created of just pencil and paper, WTR has truly published exhilarating, emotionally puling pieces of contemporary art that exists not just in it’s own universe, but in the space before a line break, the moment before a character decides on divorce.
In Volume Three, WTR has captured the essence of forgiveness, of regret, of whimsy desire, and guttural guilt. V3 explores the love that is supermarket heartbreak, the love that is following the ghosts of drowned brothers, the love that is sitting outside someone’s house waiting, just waiting for them to come out.
To pre-order your copy of Volume Three, click here!
(Cover art is “Surface” by Ericka Craig, as part of her Water Series, featured in V3 of WTR)