Poetry: “Clockwise Dreams” by Holly Day

Robots don’t believe in ghosts, they attribute
the wheezing and clicking of late-night phantoms […]

Spring Contest: Monsters and Mermaids and Myths, Oh My!

Euphony’s annual Spring Prose Contest is here, and we want your monsters and mermaids and myths! Submit short fiction that adapts or retells a myth or fairy tale for the chance to win $20 and be published in Euphony’s Spring 2023 issue! Deadline: February 17th, 2023 Format: Prose, 12 pages or less (in 12pt double spaced […]

POETRY: “Lotería” by Philip Kobylarz

At the gate, bottles with cut lips. Crypts of grass cuttings. Moth wings. Stationary […]

POETRY: “Eavesdropping On The Redwoods” by Sharon Lopez Mooney

I thought I heard some tough young redwoods
trying to get the ancients’ attention
but the elder trees are not interested in prattle, […]

POETRY: “Ribs” by Corey Hill

I’d like to know the
Funny thing in your ribs. […]

POETRY: “Music Lessons” by Ellis Elliott

I can tell you about the student learning
by holding a bag of beans in her palm
in order to feel the weight of the notes […]

POETRY: “Hawk Over Nantasket Beach” by Sarath Reddy

At first my eyes said
a kite hovering a hundred feet above
but there was no thread attached,
no child anchored in sand, arms outstretched,
countering the coastal gale. […]

POETRY: “The Remover Of Obstacles” by Sarath Reddy

Deities sat perched on temple parapets,
concrete birds gleaming in the Georgia sun. […]

PROSE: “Collect” by Richard Charles Schaefer

After 20 years, Benjamin Wheeler was just another person I didn’t talk to anymore, never mind why; when a friendship is that far in the rearview, a falling out and a quiet fizzle are both specks on the horizon. Human-interest stories don’t interest me, so I don’t know why I read the article on the “Collection […]

Prose: “Salt” by Campbell Sharpe

Camp Dogwood serves the kids ice cream for breakfast. Strawberry, Chocolate, or Vanilla. Your choice. While they were supervising their kids, Scout (counselors are not allowed real names at camp to avoid there being 16 Sarahs) elbows Bucket (actually named Sarah) and points rather obviously at Salt (Jax) being escorted out of the office at […]