There’s no New South, there is only The South.
Write about it.

The Dead Mule seeks Flash Fiction and Short Essays or Creative Non-fiction pieces.
1,000 word  limit.


Ready, Set, Send! to The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature — Link to submishmash submission page.

We’d like to know what “it” is, so if you want to tell us, we’ll read your work.
We utilize Michael FitzGerald’s Submishmash Program for fiction and nonfiction.
It’s simple and quick. Once you click on the link below, all will be revealed.
Remember to include your Southern Legitimacy Statements (see description below if you’re not sure what this means, or read the Mule)

Click here:
Submit to The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature — this link will take you to submishmash and then tell you how to proceed from there!

Thanks ya’ll, y’all, and youse guys.

Valerie MacEwan
Editor/Publisher
submit.mule @ gmail.com

POETRY SUBMISSIONS ARE OPEN.

Send between one and four poems along with your Southern Legitimacy Statement* in the body of one (1) e-mail message to: deadmule.poetry @ gmail.com

We want unpublished poems but are willing to consider poems that have appeared only on a personal blog — if the poet removes them before submitting and agrees that they will remain off the blog until at least one full month after publication.  No simultaneous submissions.

All poems in the Dead Mule will be left-justified.  Well, almost all poems.  We’ll do otherwise, if we so choose, but other formatting is a lot of work at best and sometimes downright impossible.

Chapbooks are by invitation only.

Helen Losse
Poetry Editor
deadmule.poetry @ gmail.com

For poems with odd formats (not left-justified, odd fonts, etc), visual poetry (vizpo), epic poems, or poetry in .jpg or video format, submit through http://deadmule.submishmash.com/submit and scroll down to poetry. If you’ve not used this type of submission process, we think you’ll find it quite simple. Email me a deadmule at gmail . com if you really truly cannot figure it all out.

Okay, keep reading.

*The Dead Mule School’s
Southern Legitimacy Statement

Listed below are the official made-up fun and lovely stereotypical Southern Legitimacy Idea Guidelines. The intent is to obviate spam. Please construct your own SLS. We’re just giving you some ideas. Be original. It’s not a big deal… just read some of the published SLS on the current or past Mule issues.

You can submit a valid SLS if any of the following applies to you or someone you know or someone you made up out of the whole cloth:

• you live in The South. Or the North. Or the midwest, northwest, southwest, east, west — any damn where. It’s just a simple thing to write.
• you used to live in The South.
• your submission is about The South or if you ever thought about the South at some point in your life.
• you know where the Mason-Dixon Line is. If, on a map, you can point to Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana, Arkansas, Virginia, South Carolina, Georgia or any part of The South without first using Google Maps
• you have a large extended family and they all eat at MaMaw’s house at Thanksgiving. No matter what! And no one gets to bring PIE because Aunt Fanny always makes the pies. And you can’t bring biscuits, or sweet potato casserole with brown sugar and pecans on top because some Aunt or Grandmother or whatever always makes said items. And Mamaw’s sister, your Great Aunt Betts alway ALWAYS brings a congealed salad and some of her special home-made sweet pickle relish. And you damn sure better take some of it on your plate and then tell her how good it tastes. Always say “Better than last years!”
• your submission is about a Mule (any geographic area acceptable, alive or dead mules)
• your personal food pyramid contains at least three of the following: grits, collards, chittlins, fried pies, sweet potato or cheese biscuits, possum, sweet tea. pig pickin’ pork.
• You bought Janis Owen’s “The Cracker Kitchen“

The South is not about ignorant people any more than it is about kudzu or grits. Oh, wait… yes …. it is about Grits.

Get your creativity engines tuned up, change your keyboard spark plugs and get your fiction oil changed. Let the homeless guy with a Windex bottle and a roll of Bounty on Old 2nd St. clean the laptop windshield and don’t forget to give the guy a $2 tip. Rotate your poetic tires.

There’s no New South, there is only The South.

No graphic violence or sex and no soft-porn. Please don’t waste our bandwidth.

Essays and stories about inventors, entrepreneurs, scholars, and selfless contributors to the public good. Or rascals, southern-type. Carpetbagging opportunists? Sure, why not.

Geniuses with outhouses and high speed DSL.

Do you have what it takes?

Enroll the Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, become an instructor of The South.

Note of interest to our submitting public:

Submission to and acceptance by Dead Mule grants us first electronic and indefinite archive rights. All other rights revert to the author upon publication. Please credit Dead Mule as the first publisher if you reprint elsewhere; we like seeing our name in print, too.

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