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.
Articles
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The gentle approach Of the morning light When God speaks to me His voice soft Like rose petals Fragrant with wisdom And answered prayer. Steve Bell is a native of Southern Ca...
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I Pray Thee, Lord, My Soul to Take by Mary McReynolds
When now I lay me down to death, I seek no other epitaph but that I took God at His Word, and let His mighty, living Sword cleave my sin away in Blood offered to redeem the flood. ...
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It takes practice toresurrect. To sit so still you hearyour own breath return toyour body. To notice beauty withouthating it isn’t yours. To drink the cup of knowledgebut stop when you’...
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Orphan and Donkey by Richard Brown
I.The cold, grey dawnhidden by a leaden veilsettles on the jagged cliffs. The chill, wet windrushes down the rocky passbending scrubby juniper over the brink. up the winding trailtrudges ...
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All is Darkness, but creation will come.Infinite cosmos eternally planned.Now void of substance, an infinite womb.Then the Word brings light and life to the land. A finite womb is purposed ...
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That morning still dark Slender glow along the horizon Promise of a sunny day. I already have the horse groomed and tacked. One of my favourite things to ride out alone early No pla...
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