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OPEN CALL FOR GUA No. 6

Print Submission Requirements
FICTION•POETRY•NONFICTION•CREATIVE NONFICTION VISUAL ARTS •PHOTOGRAPHY MUSIC REVIEW•FASHION EDITORIALS
Topic: Open Requirements: work must be ORIGINAL and UNPUBLISHED.
CATEGORIES
Vibed Out category focuses on the music of the urban artist. If you or your group has a project being released quarter, consider doing the write up yourself or make contact with Genre: Urban Arts for us to construct a write up for you.
Music Review:
2-3 images (file size no greater than 64MB)Review 300 – 400 wordsSide Notes to Life category focuses on reflection and the times that life offered a new insight. Sharing insights brings us together and helps us see where individuals are connected and where we differ. Being exposed to different cultures’ intricacies as well as indulging ourselves in familiar narratives allows us to consider our relevance and position in the universe.
Nonfiction or Creative Nonfiction
500 words or fewer
Fitted category focuses on urban fashion. Where I’m from we say, “Dude stay fitted,” if, in fact, he does. In this category, we are looking for bloggers or models with impeccable style and designers who want to call attention to his or her work. You are welcome to compose a write up on yourself; however, Genre editors would be happy to interview you and compose one for you. 5-7 Images (file size no greater than 64MB)200-400 words
Composed category focuses on fiction and creative compositions with the exception of creative nonfiction.
Poetry
2-4 poems with 50 lines or fewer
Prose
500 or fewer
Art
Envisioned category caters to the windows of the soul. Visual Artists, please send photographs of original art.
Art
  • Title, Medium
  • 1-3 images (file size no greater than 64MB)
  • Artist statement
Photography
  • Title, Medium
  • 5-7 images (file size no greater than 64MB)
  • Artist statement


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Genre: Urban Arts at Milwaukee Fringe Fest

Genre: Urban Arts will be a vendor at the Milwaukee Fringe Festival on August 25th & 26th. Come to pay us a visit! 

We are working on a portraiture project that will be on exhibition soon. Come have your photo taken to have the opportunity to become a part of the art!

We will also have Genre: Urban Arts No. 4 Mags on sale as well as other Genre Merch. 

Read more about MKE Fringe Fest below:

On August 27th – 28th, 2016 the MKE Fringe made its debut in downtown Milwaukee. Following the rich tradition of Fringe Festivals, the Milwaukee Fringe Festival is a showcase of a diverse collection of artists that call Milwaukee home. From theatrical actors to painters, musicians to tap dancers, performance artists to playwrights, MKE Fringe is a joyous celebration of what makes Milwaukee’s culture vibrant and extraordinary (MKEFringe.com).

There will be over 30 acts as well as a plethora of vendors. Come to support Milwaukee Creatives! Visit MKEFringe.com for more info.

 

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We are Coming for Our Language

a poem by Shirley Jones

 

In the history of words         suffragettes fighting for rights

badges of honor     queer an insult         to some but a fortune

to others       who wish to  tell it slant & mingle fact with fiction

as they try to     copyright our words    we must reclaim our names

This appropriation is unnecessary    for the power of language

has been distorted       & used against us

Continue reading We are Coming for Our Language

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Adrift

Swimming through the waters

Both deep and cold

Guided by the current

So swift and bold

Will I just drown on my own,

Or will I find a new home?

While the sea is bigger

Than the lake at hand

I can find new worlds here

Floating away from the sand

Can you find your way to me,

Or are you cast adrift at sea?

– B. Alan Hart

 

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Tales from the Inferno: Lost Records

Within the Inferno, I probed further to find a morsel of information unknown to the public and uncover the lost records. Files upon files of her personal affairs lay scattered throughout, not quite guarded, yet crucial all the same. Photos of her family and friends appeared in many of the hundreds of files, mislabeled and filed within another file. A nesting doll of facts I couldn’t wait to sort through. I watched her nephews and nieces grow up before my eyes, her sisters and brothers having fun, her friends on their escapades. To think this dreaded dragon had family was beyond me. They seemed happy and content, unlike my colleagues scorched from her flames―no topical ointment could ever soothe. Continue reading Tales from the Inferno: Lost Records

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Breathe Deep, My Love

It’s bittersweetness was revealed to me
On many occasions.
I often wondered how it didn’t destroy me
Or leave me broken beyond repair.

I did feel useless often,
Like a distant memory, you tried to forget.
But I never forgot you
Or the pain of betrayal. Continue reading Breathe Deep, My Love

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Dark times

Years from now they’ll speak of the horrific crimes of this land like everyone except us was culpable. Elders will tell stories of the “dark times”, where evil flourished. People will be wary to speak his name, the demon who reigned. His kingdom nothing more than debris and decay. His servants will return to the shadows until a new false prophet is inaugurated and yet they’ll still call us great.

 

They’ll still call us great

They’ll still call us

They’ll still

Steal….

 

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The Billy Conahan Experience Live video at Bowery Poetry Club

If you’re looking to quail your creative fix, here is video from our partners over at Bowery Poetry. If you are in the NYC area, stop over and visit this classy venue. The drinks are great! The talent never fails to impress, and the staff is DOPE. Big ups Heath and Julius.

In the area? View their calendar below.

Bowery Poetry Calendar

 

Enjoy!

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Generational Curse

She passed them down to her daughter
As if they were precious heirlooms
Carefully tended to and treated well.
Her issues,
Her struggles,
Her sorrows.
She gave them to her daughter
To keep them alive
In order to be passed on
To the next generation.
Her daughter didn’t want them.
She refused to hold onto
And birth them into the future.
So she chose to not inherit her mother’s
Issues,
Struggles,
Sorrows.
She wanted to create her own destiny
Design her own joys
Build her own happiness.
She was tired of the generational curse that sickened her family for centuries.
So she broke it.
And proudly carried her
Destiny,
Joy,
Happiness,
Into the future.

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Awkward Girl: Day 2

Ok. So, things are going well.

This is the thought I’m having tonight. This is going well. Only a few slightly awkward interactions crept into the evening thus far, so I’d say…winning. For instance, it begins with me contemplating whether to go in for the hug, a kiss on the cheek, or a peck on the lips. Being the fourth date, it is appropriately confusing. So what happens? Naturally, I do some combination of the three aforementioned options, and I end up, kind of, sort of kissing him on (in?) the ear. I KNOW that shit was loud. Right. In. His. Ear. Continue reading Awkward Girl: Day 2