about Calla Press, the Literary Journal
WHO WE ARE
We publish articles on faith, poetry, prose, essays, flash fiction, short fiction, and book excerpts. Max is 5,000 WC per literary genre.
As of August 2026, we are open for online literary submissions only. We are currently not accepting entries for a print journal at this time. Please subscribe to know when we do open for a print journal!
Please fill out our Formester form here to apply and submit your work. Entries submitted by any other means will be overlooked. Thank you for understanding. Please wait two weeks before submitting new work. Simultaneous submissions welcome. Please expect to wait one to two months before hearing back about the status of your submission.
Welcome to Calla Press
Calla Press began in 2017, when our founder first started publishing others' work on her website. In 2019, that early collection of writing evolved into an online literary journal through Issuu every year thereafter, laying the foundation for what would become Calla Press.
The journal soon expanded into an annual print publication. You can find our published journals online.
Today, Calla Press is an established literary journal publishing work submitted online on a rolling basis. We remain committed to creating a thoughtful, lasting space for writers and their work.
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Prayer-Poem to Jesus by Stephanie Nygaard
Let me be an empty vessel ready to receive your wine-whispered words till I’m brim-full with liquid love and ready to pour out on the page of a thirsty world.
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All Is Holy by Stephen R. Clark
The skies threaten snowbut it is an idle threat.No snow falls, only the wind blowscold and sharp, the day grayand weighted with heavy,lying clouds.The mood is melancholic, sweetsadness crispi...
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Resurrection by Mary McReynolds
Here, the death that changed our lives,upside down and inside out.It's no exaggeration --we can and will lose loved onesbeyond our fears and whatwe think in poor imagination. I am poemed ou...
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I Envy Agar Pond by Alexis Lorene
Agar pond is still, her breath is deep and quiet; She is a mirror to the morning – the tree line and sky, the swallow dancing in her reach; She knows all that surrounds her – the ...
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Elihu Departs by Geoffrey Reiter
He needed (so he thought) to speak, to preach his learned speechPontificating to the man with scar-boiled pustules oozing,Who (lying, dying in the dung, his dry tongue caught mid-screechLam...
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Jesus Praying for Us at the Laundromat by Steve Bell
the groceriesalmost gone the car last nightwas stolen the childrenhate us without reason the neighborswant us dead and gone He told us as much;troubles will follow uslike dirty clothe...
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