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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Dusk was settling in, blanketing the horizon in honey-tinted light. The flourishing lilac bush behind me was heavy with amethyst blossoms. A dewy-sweet springtime perfume floated all around the...
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My Body Outlines Our Family Story by Candace Echols
You drank lattes all frothy, like ski slopes with names, but then you changed. Now its coffee and milk—you’re not the same. I gave birth to five babies with five sweet nicknames, b...
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Through every broken hallelujah Each anonymous amen I know that you are near When I'm close to fear For when the lullaby of tears are new again Each broken piece becomes whole ...
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I Am My Beloved's by Erica Jo Cartrett
“You are altogether beautiful, my love. There is no flaw in you.”(Song of Solomon 4:7) This evening, we arrived at the baseball fields where my two boys had games at the same time. Convenient,...
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What are mirrors but things made of glass, Objects that will never answer our questions no matter how much we ask? And we do ask, day after day, Wanting and needing for worldly things g...
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Dawn is awash with promise and mystery.Few little children to break the silence—first dibs on everything.I read in peace without continual chattering. At first light, I am compelled to fi...
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