Letter from the Editor

Happy spring everyone!

It’s that time of year again – time for us to take a break from posting so we can hunker down and get through all your beautiful submissions for the summer ebook edition. We will be back in May for more Dying Dahlia weekly goodness!

Though we won’t be posting in the month of April, we will still be accepting submissions for our online post as well as for the ebook. So keep submitting!

Also, we are looking for more art, so please spread the word! If you know a talented female artist, send her our way. We are looking to showcase as much art as possible, and we are still on the lookout for cover art for the ebook.

For guidelines, visit the GUIDELINES page to see how you can submit poems, flash fiction and art to Dying Dahlia.

We shall miss you all but stay tuned! We’ve got some great work coming at you shortly.

Much love,

Abbie Copeland

Baby’s Breath – D. Vaisius

Learning someone is like falling. Every moment changing, bringing you closer to something else. A cold, hard ground. But you weren’t the ground. I learned and fell but there was no end. No ground. And so I learned to fly. I haven’t quite figured it out yet. Maybe I’m getting there. Maybe we are so different I’ll never make it. But you will. I look at you and a gentle smile tugs at my insides. There won’t be any yelling this time, or sadness.

You have got my smile and I have a weird thing about your hair. We have fairy lights, candles and nightlights to break up the dark. We have the space we make together through our hands and bodies and voices. We are a knotted mess of pure, experiential love. It sounds like a beautiful secret. I kissed you on the nose. Now rain hits our roof. It’s February and rain is surrounding me. I stain my ears, hoping the sound will not fade away leaving me alone. At least the rain has come. If only for a moment.

I clasped and unclasped my hands anxiously all day. Searching for an anchor in the buzzing hail of nerves that seemed to inexhaustibly fill me. This old house makes bones ache. The silence of the scream in me seems to wrap quieting fingers about my throat and squish. I can hear birds outside. They are twittering away. It’s not quite a hopeful sound yet but it’s one I’ve not heard for a while. The roar of a backhoe as it rips another tree down cuts through. Perhaps that is why the birds seem subdued. I close my eyes and lean back in the rocking chair, breathe in time with you.

D. Vaisius was eight when she first started writing. Since then it has been a quiet, reflective journey through styles and experiences. Writing is probably the only things she doesn’t over think and as such is incredibly important to her happiness.

Letter from the Editor

January 28, 2017

Dear Readers,

This letter comes a bit delayed and for good reason.  I’ve been thinking a lot lately how I, the editor of a women’s literary journal, would address the current events happening here in the United States.  To not address it would be unfair to you and to myself.

First let me say this: I know there are women who are on both sides of these issues. Those who are strongly against Trump, and those who are with him. There are women who marched (or wanted to) and there were those who had no interest.  I know there are women who are pro life and many who are pro choice.  But let me say this-

The beauty of being a woman (or a human for that matter) is that we get to choose.   And no matter what, the power to choose is one of the greatest powers of all.   But.  If you choose hate or cruelty or discrimination or abuse, be prepared.  Because I believe that women (and again, people in general) are filled with a lot more love and compassion then they are given credit for these days.

Here at Dying Dahlia Review, we welcome all voices with the exception of voices filled with hate and discrimination and cruelty.  We do not have the patience or tolerance for those who choose to spend their lives being cruel to one another.  Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, their own thoughts and views.   But being that as it may, we believe in empowering women – hearing their voices and stories and sharing their art.  I wouldn’t have started this journal if I didn’t believe that women’s voices are amazing and unique.

So here is my plea to you:  I want to hear your voice.  More now than ever.  Dying Dahlia Review  wants to hear voices from all women: women of color, women from the LGBTQ community, women from around the world, and above all, women who have something profound to say.

With all that being said, our submissions have opened for our 2nd ebook, the Summer 2017 edition.  So send us your very best poetry, flash fiction and art. Check out our guidelines for complete details.

I’ll leave you with these words by Maya Angelou.

“Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.”

Keep love in your heart.  And keep creating.

Much love,

Abbie Copeland

Letter from the Editor

Here we are.  The year is coming to an end.  And it has been a wonderful year for us, here at Dying Dahlia Review.

I am so grateful for you.  All of you.  The contributors, those who submitted work to us and of course, the readers.

To those who submitted and weren’t accepted, we know your work will find a perfect home.  Don’t stop writing and don’t stop submitting.  The world needs more writers.  Probably more now than ever.

To those who contributed, we are honored to have showcased your work on our site and in the ebook.  Thank you for letting us be a part of your journey.

And to the readers, thank you for subscribing and following along to great work every week.  Without you, there would be no reason to keep going.

We have big plans for 2017, so please, stay tuned.  And keep those submissions coming.  We are taking a break this month (December) from posting any work.   If you haven’t heard already, we published our first ebook collection, the Winter 2017 edition of Dying Dahlia Review.  Click here to find out how to get yourself a copy.  We are really proud to be featuring such great work by some very talented ladies.  We know you’ll like it.  So buy a copy for yourself.  And perhaps another one for a literary lover.  🙂

So from all of us here at Dying Dahlia Review, we wish you a wonderful holiday season and a very happy New Year.  Please join us next year as we continue to grow and feature great work by women writers and artists.

Much love,

Abbie Copeland