August: call for submissions

FVR is now accepting submissions for the month of August ❤


To new and regular contributors to Free Verse Revolution, the August submissions window is open!

The theme will be Chance and it can be interpreted in any way you wish; whether that be a piece about luck, taking a chance, weighing up the odds, the nature of chance or a lost opportunity.

I accept poetry and short pieces of prose which interpret the theme of the month in some way, and only one piece from each writer; but you may send up to three pieces for consideration.

Submission guidelines:

Send your submissions to

August’s theme: Chance

Interpret the theme any way you wish; you do not need to use the word as a title. Pieces may be previously published.

Submission format: poem/short prose should be attached via email as a Word Document or Google Doc. Please refrain from pasting it into the email as this makes formatting very difficult.

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