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Crossed Genres Now Seeking EASTERN SciFi & Fantasy submissions!
Crossed Genres Magazine is now calling for Eastern Science Fiction and Fantasy!
Last year at this time we did our Western issue; now, we’re looking for short SFF stories set in Eastern cultures. Anyone can submit, but the stories (and preferably the characters) will be set in the East. (Check the Wikipedia article on "Eastern World".)
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Crossed Genres Now Seeking SFF + STEAMPUNK submissions!
What do you know about pressure?!
Get your aviator goggles on and shine the brass on your backyard sprocket rocket, because Crossed Genres Magazine wants STEAMPUNK Science Fiction and Fantasy short stories.
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How do you feel about this? Just wondering. I'm not a poet or anything.
Nature Within My Mind
Forever’s kept promise beyond the deepest of oceans, translucent by nature, the darkest of headaches Run between my best wish and I
My terror, my trouble, my constant With the mystery of its driving force, I swim for angels, under pressure And light sheds upon my waters Salty tears begin where the last ones dried
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Toast for Grasshoppers
Two toast poems of mine are featured on the Montreal literary blog, Grasshopper Reads. Check them out here:
http://grasshopperreads.wordpress.com/poetry/Toast is the theme to a series of poems I am writing. Over the summer, I also shot a film in which a woman eats toast for ninety minutes. It will be released in 2010 and made available for download ( Read more... ) -
Braving the Storms - quicksilver_47
How many times have we, the Filipino people, braved the storms?
In 2006, our country was rendered helpless by the super typhoon Milenyo, and then next, we suffered from the relentless gales of typhoon Reming. Some years later- the year is 2009-, we find ourselves, face to face yet again with another force of nature - the ( Read more... ) -
This was Written from the Stomach - quicksilver_47
THIS WAS WRITTEN FROM THE STOMACH
I was born hungry. I was born in a shack, cold and damp. I was born right into the giant grasp of poverty; of hunger. When, like so many of the children who were born at the exact second I was, I cried for milk, my mother, like any mother, took me in her arms, and rocked me, slowly, gently. She held me ( Read more... ) -
The Painter - quicksilver_47
The Painter
They have asked me to do that which I consider as impossible; improbable.
Ah! These foolish men! They think that to wield the brush is an exact art, one governed by certain rules of science. No. They are wrong; for to wield a tool as noble as the brush is to master the ability of one’s hands. You must be calm. Shaking hands and ( Read more... ) -
Sylphid Song
o Air am I of fire wynde.
As now bedawn another day,
so long aforrow pass to fay.
Beneath the mists of morrowtide,
all russet-mantled, silver-eyed
and rosy-finger'd, incense-breth'd,
lo, come my lover to his death.
He draw aside the dewy shrouds
and loll aby the rising clouds,
receive my hands, who love to sing
and coo above the gift he bring.
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Crossed Genres Now seeking SFF + ACTION/ADVENTURE submissions!
Tag! You’re it!
It’s Action/Adventure month at Crossed Genres Magazine. Trigger our fight or flight responses, make our hearts race, raise our blood pressure, and take us on the ride of our lives!
Take care to read our submission guidelines, first.
Crossed Genres is also accepting submissions of completed novel-length fiction and novellas to ( Read more... )