“His name was John, a strong name though not remarkable. When they found him he weighed less than his Christmas tree. It was February and even the most festive souls had taken down their bunting, but not John. In his window the lights kept blinking through the net curtains, all hours of the day, all hours of the night. Every time I peered from my window I’d see them flashing on the tree, brittle limbs silhouetted by the glow of his standard lamp.” Read More
Author: Katie Sions
Summer 2018
“Was that a shot? Charley, absorbed in his thoughts, leaped up and moved toward the windows. The air in the old classroom…” Read More
In the City
“Throughout the architect’s life, the pursuit of the ideal city has inspired and plagued him—excited him in moments of calm and galvanized his efforts in moments of sloth. He works at a large wooden drafting table in his light-filled office, the ceiling of which is…” Read More
Extra! Extra!
Congratulations to Rumble Fish Quarterly poetry contributor Paul Fauteux on the publication of his new chapbook, Epoch, from Finishing Line Press. Pre-order it here!
Winter 2018
“Saturday mornings are for love. It’s when Robin and I have the energy for it, when
Andy turns into a pillar of stone before his cartoons. It’s also when our across the
street neighbor, Scotty Romero….” Read More
New Year’s Writing Contest Winners
After much consideration, deliberation, and meditation, we have settled upon the winners of our inaugural writing contest! Drum roll please…
Runners Up:
Sherry Mayle, nonfiction: “My Dad’s Dead Mistress and Other Things My Parents Fought About”
Connor Oswald, poetry: “Julius & Julious”
Gregg Sapp, fiction: “At Riverside Cemetery”
And the winner is….
Benjamin Soileau, fiction: “The Monitor”
You can read these four pieces in our winter issue.
New Year’s Writing Contest
In celebration of our first year publishing, we are hosting a writing contest! Submissions are open now through January 20th.
Accepted Genres: short fiction, creative nonfiction, poetry
First prize: $50, as well as publication in our Winter 2018 issue, and a mystery prize(???)!
No entry fee.
All contest submissions will also be considered for publication in our Winter 2018 issue.
Send your submission to rumblefisheditors@gmail.com with “Contest submission” in the subject line. Standard submission guidelines apply.
FAQs:
Q: Is there a winner for every genre?
No – submissions from all genres are welcome, but only one overall winner will be chosen.
Q: When will the winner be announced?
The first prize winner and two finalists will be announced in early February.
Q: Will runners up be published in Rumble Fish Quarterly?
Runners up will be considered for publication in the Winter 2018 issue, but only the first prize winner will receive automatic publication.
Q: What’s the mystery prize?
[redacted]
The Folklore issue has landed!
“In the two-story mansion lying on the eastern side of the plantation, they say that Roy Dupless killed his entire family. There is a large cypress tree bearded with Spanish moss in which you can supposedly see the initials RD carved into the trunk. The wooded land surrounding the old house, ripe with…” Read More
Summer 2017 is hot (off the press!)
Once upon a time, a warm calm gracious time subsequent to choppy
winter waters, the five of us appeared to swim along brilliantly.
My wife plus I simultaneously dreamt our nuclear family
was a non-violent pentagon with all sides, all angles equal.
Spring 2017 Has Got the Monsters!
Carter Jefferson was a crack shot, and had been ever since the day his father first taught him to shoot. Going on hunting trips was both pastime and profession for the father-son pair, and they had done so on countless occasions… Read More
Congratulations are in order!
Congrats to Rumble Fish writer, Norris Guncheon, on his acceptance into Columbia University’s MFA writing program!
Winter 2017 Issue is out!
“The jug of rat poison sat in the center of the kitchen table, nestled between the three men in the southeast corner of the building. If the rain had stopped, the sun would have been framed by the window above the tea kettle, but the rain had not stopped for two weeks. Outside the dirt was well past the proper consistency for rolling snakes and shaping ashtrays…” Read More
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