JMWW Journal
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jmww (https://jmwwblog.wordpress.com/), a weekly journal of writing publishing the best in fiction, poetry, flash, essays, and interviews. Our stories have appeared in Best American Essays, Best Small Fictions, Wigleaf Top 50, BIFFY, and Best of Net.
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· Jan 16
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jmww is a literary journal publishing fiction, flash, poetry, essays, interviews, book reviews, and other miscellany weekly. We are happy you found us!We want to see your work, but don't be all stalke...
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Welcome Newest Associate Fiction Editor, Spencer Fleury
Introducing New Associate Fiction Editor, Spencer Fleury!
Introducing New Associate Fiction Editor, Spencer Fleury!
Welcome Newest Associate Fiction Editor, Spencer Fleury
Introducing New Associate Fiction Editor, Spencer Fleury!
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February 7, 2026 at 2:02 PM
Welcome Newest Associate Fiction Editor, Spencer Fleury
Introducing New Associate Fiction Editor, Spencer Fleury!
Introducing New Associate Fiction Editor, Spencer Fleury!
Poetry: JFK by Xun Chi
People passed by the anchorless port, listened to flights flickering on board like an ocean floor guitar.
People passed by the anchorless port, listened to flights flickering on board like an ocean floor guitar.
Poetry: JFK by Xun Chi
People passed by the anchorless port, listened to flights flickering on board like an ocean floor guitar.
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February 6, 2026 at 2:01 PM
Poetry: JFK by Xun Chi
People passed by the anchorless port, listened to flights flickering on board like an ocean floor guitar.
People passed by the anchorless port, listened to flights flickering on board like an ocean floor guitar.
Creative Nonfiction: Flowers for the Dead by Shushanik Karapetyan
The first sentence of my mother's diary reads, "My most favorite thing in this world are flowers."
The first sentence of my mother's diary reads, "My most favorite thing in this world are flowers."
Creative Nonfiction: Flowers for the Dead by Shushanik Karapetyan
The first sentence of my mother's diary reads, "My most favorite thing in this world are flowers."
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February 5, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Creative Nonfiction: Flowers for the Dead by Shushanik Karapetyan
The first sentence of my mother's diary reads, "My most favorite thing in this world are flowers."
The first sentence of my mother's diary reads, "My most favorite thing in this world are flowers."
Flash Fiction: Gulf by Elise Blackwell
When people talk about the ocean, they don’t mean here.
When people talk about the ocean, they don’t mean here.
Flash Fiction: Gulf by Elise Blackwell
When people talk about the ocean, they don’t mean here.
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February 4, 2026 at 2:01 PM
Flash Fiction: Gulf by Elise Blackwell
When people talk about the ocean, they don’t mean here.
When people talk about the ocean, they don’t mean here.
Submissions Open
We are reading all genres through February 15th. Send us your best!
We are reading all genres through February 15th. Send us your best!
Submissions Open
We are reading all genres through February 15th. Send us your best!
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February 3, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Submissions Open
We are reading all genres through February 15th. Send us your best!
We are reading all genres through February 15th. Send us your best!
Collected Behaviors: An Interview with Lauren E. Osborn by Jen Michalski
Writing about transformation feels very natural to me.
Writing about transformation feels very natural to me.
Collected Behaviors: An Interview with Lauren E. Osborn by Jen Michalski
Writing about transformation feels very natural to me.
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February 2, 2026 at 2:05 PM
Collected Behaviors: An Interview with Lauren E. Osborn by Jen Michalski
Writing about transformation feels very natural to me.
Writing about transformation feels very natural to me.
Poetry: The Streams Organize by Ben Nardolilli
Spiraling, but it's fine, there's a bed here even if the sheets are long gone
Spiraling, but it's fine, there's a bed here even if the sheets are long gone
Poetry: The Streams Organize by Ben Nardolilli
Spiraling, but it's fine, there's a bed here even if the sheets are long gone
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January 30, 2026 at 2:04 PM
Poetry: The Streams Organize by Ben Nardolilli
Spiraling, but it's fine, there's a bed here even if the sheets are long gone
Spiraling, but it's fine, there's a bed here even if the sheets are long gone
Creative Nonfiction: Midnight Hour by Carina Raffaelli
I am never to be someone’s again, any island but myself.
I am never to be someone’s again, any island but myself.
Creative Nonfiction: Midnight Hour by Carina Raffaelli
I am never to be someone’s again, any island but myself.
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January 29, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Creative Nonfiction: Midnight Hour by Carina Raffaelli
I am never to be someone’s again, any island but myself.
I am never to be someone’s again, any island but myself.
Flash Fiction: Laika by Sydney Koeplin
I think about how the technicians kissed Laika’s wet nose before closing the hatch. How she trusted them, and they killed her anyway.
I think about how the technicians kissed Laika’s wet nose before closing the hatch. How she trusted them, and they killed her anyway.
Flash Fiction: Laika by Sydney Koeplin
I think about how the technicians kissed Laika’s wet nose before closing the hatch. How she trusted them, and they killed her anyway.
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January 28, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Flash Fiction: Laika by Sydney Koeplin
I think about how the technicians kissed Laika’s wet nose before closing the hatch. How she trusted them, and they killed her anyway.
I think about how the technicians kissed Laika’s wet nose before closing the hatch. How she trusted them, and they killed her anyway.
A Way To Do Art Small: An Interview with Diane Gottlieb by Olga Katsovskiy
I can hear the heart beating in a piece. I’m always looking for where the writing’s energy is and for ways to help it shine.
I can hear the heart beating in a piece. I’m always looking for where the writing’s energy is and for ways to help it shine.
A Way To Do Art Small: An Interview with Diane Gottlieb by Olga Katsovskiy
I can hear the heart beating in a piece. I’m always looking for where the writing’s energy is and for ways to help it shine.
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January 26, 2026 at 2:01 PM
A Way To Do Art Small: An Interview with Diane Gottlieb by Olga Katsovskiy
I can hear the heart beating in a piece. I’m always looking for where the writing’s energy is and for ways to help it shine.
I can hear the heart beating in a piece. I’m always looking for where the writing’s energy is and for ways to help it shine.
Poetry: press a leaf to your palm by Lucinda Trew
any leaf, from any tree, though simple leaves are best
any leaf, from any tree, though simple leaves are best
Poetry: press a leaf to your palm by Lucinda Trew
any leaf, from any tree, though simple leaves are best
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January 23, 2026 at 2:01 PM
Poetry: press a leaf to your palm by Lucinda Trew
any leaf, from any tree, though simple leaves are best
any leaf, from any tree, though simple leaves are best
Fiction: The End by Sara Drake
First, the end is biblical. The one with the flood and the ark and, of course, there’s always a self-appointed Noah. The guests gather on private yachts, rafted together in a perfect circle.
First, the end is biblical. The one with the flood and the ark and, of course, there’s always a self-appointed Noah. The guests gather on private yachts, rafted together in a perfect circle.
Fiction: The End by Sara Drake
First, the end is biblical. The one with the flood and the ark and, of course, there’s always a self-appointed Noah. The guests gather on private yachts, rafted together in a perfect circle.
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January 21, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Fiction: The End by Sara Drake
First, the end is biblical. The one with the flood and the ark and, of course, there’s always a self-appointed Noah. The guests gather on private yachts, rafted together in a perfect circle.
First, the end is biblical. The one with the flood and the ark and, of course, there’s always a self-appointed Noah. The guests gather on private yachts, rafted together in a perfect circle.
January Editorial Team Zoom Reading – Last Chance to Register
Last chance to register! JMWW’s virtual staff reading is tonight, Tuesday, January 20th.
Last chance to register! JMWW’s virtual staff reading is tonight, Tuesday, January 20th.
January Editorial Team Zoom Reading – Last Chance to Register
Last chance to register! JMWW’s virtual staff reading is tonight, Tuesday, January 20th.
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January 20, 2026 at 2:05 PM
January Editorial Team Zoom Reading – Last Chance to Register
Last chance to register! JMWW’s virtual staff reading is tonight, Tuesday, January 20th.
Last chance to register! JMWW’s virtual staff reading is tonight, Tuesday, January 20th.
JMWW January Editorial Team Zoom Reading
Don’t forget: JMWW’s virtual staff reading is on Tuesday, January 20th. Register with the link in the post.
Don’t forget: JMWW’s virtual staff reading is on Tuesday, January 20th. Register with the link in the post.
JMWW January Editorial Team Zoom Reading
Don’t forget: JMWW’s virtual staff reading is on Tuesday, January 20th. Register with the link in the post.
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January 17, 2026 at 2:00 PM
JMWW January Editorial Team Zoom Reading
Don’t forget: JMWW’s virtual staff reading is on Tuesday, January 20th. Register with the link in the post.
Don’t forget: JMWW’s virtual staff reading is on Tuesday, January 20th. Register with the link in the post.
Poetry: Reunion by Grace Lynn
Our bodies are full of codes.
Our bodies are full of codes.
Poetry: Reunion by Grace Lynn
Our bodies are full of codes.
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January 16, 2026 at 2:01 PM
Poetry: Reunion by Grace Lynn
Our bodies are full of codes.
Our bodies are full of codes.
Excerpt: Nadezhda in the Dark by Yelena Moskovich
Nadezhda, her hair hangs like milk, like thick, dark milk, her face in profile, her forehead crescent,
Nadezhda, her hair hangs like milk, like thick, dark milk, her face in profile, her forehead crescent,
Excerpt: Nadezhda in the Dark by Yelena Moskovich
Nadezhda, her hair hangs like milk, like thick, dark milk, her face in profile, her forehead crescent,
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January 15, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Excerpt: Nadezhda in the Dark by Yelena Moskovich
Nadezhda, her hair hangs like milk, like thick, dark milk, her face in profile, her forehead crescent,
Nadezhda, her hair hangs like milk, like thick, dark milk, her face in profile, her forehead crescent,
Fiction: Hemianopia by Eleonora Balsano
The day half of your world goes dark, a neurologist helps you on the examination table and inspects both your eyes with a pen light.
The day half of your world goes dark, a neurologist helps you on the examination table and inspects both your eyes with a pen light.
Fiction: Hemianopia by Eleonora Balsano
The day half of your world goes dark, a neurologist helps you on the examination table and inspects both your eyes with a pen light.
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January 14, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Fiction: Hemianopia by Eleonora Balsano
The day half of your world goes dark, a neurologist helps you on the examination table and inspects both your eyes with a pen light.
The day half of your world goes dark, a neurologist helps you on the examination table and inspects both your eyes with a pen light.
Welcome Tamara Matthews and Molly Sturdevant to our Fiction Team!
Introducing Tamara Matthews and Molly Sturdevant, our newest Associate Fiction Editors.
Introducing Tamara Matthews and Molly Sturdevant, our newest Associate Fiction Editors.
Welcome Tamara Matthews and Molly Sturdevant to our Fiction Team!
Introducing Tamara Matthews and Molly Sturdevant, our newest Associate Fiction Editors.
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January 13, 2026 at 2:01 PM
Welcome Tamara Matthews and Molly Sturdevant to our Fiction Team!
Introducing Tamara Matthews and Molly Sturdevant, our newest Associate Fiction Editors.
Introducing Tamara Matthews and Molly Sturdevant, our newest Associate Fiction Editors.
Between the Layers: An Interview with Merril D. Smith by Curtis Smith
As I get older, I’ve become more interested in its history and all the questions I never asked my parents or grandparents.
As I get older, I’ve become more interested in its history and all the questions I never asked my parents or grandparents.
Between the Layers: An Interview with Merril D. Smith by Curtis Smith
As I get older, I’ve become more interested in its history and all the questions I never asked my parents or grandparents.
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January 12, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Between the Layers: An Interview with Merril D. Smith by Curtis Smith
As I get older, I’ve become more interested in its history and all the questions I never asked my parents or grandparents.
As I get older, I’ve become more interested in its history and all the questions I never asked my parents or grandparents.
Best Microfiction 2026 Selections: Congrats to Michelle Ross!
Congratulations to Michelle Ross, whose story “Long Game," published in jmww, was chosen to appear in Best Microfiction 2026!
Congratulations to Michelle Ross, whose story “Long Game," published in jmww, was chosen to appear in Best Microfiction 2026!
Best Microfiction 2026 Selections: Congrats to Michelle Ross!
Congratulations to Michelle Ross, whose story “Long Game," published in jmww, was chosen to appear in Best Microfiction 2026!
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January 11, 2026 at 2:01 PM
Best Microfiction 2026 Selections: Congrats to Michelle Ross!
Congratulations to Michelle Ross, whose story “Long Game," published in jmww, was chosen to appear in Best Microfiction 2026!
Congratulations to Michelle Ross, whose story “Long Game," published in jmww, was chosen to appear in Best Microfiction 2026!
Poetry: TO 999/365 by Sekar Ajiningsih
Have / you heard? A senior told me, our school was once a graveyard!
Have / you heard? A senior told me, our school was once a graveyard!
Poetry: TO 999/365 by Sekar Ajiningsih
Have / you heard? A senior told me, our school was once a graveyard!
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January 9, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Poetry: TO 999/365 by Sekar Ajiningsih
Have / you heard? A senior told me, our school was once a graveyard!
Have / you heard? A senior told me, our school was once a graveyard!
Creative Nonfiction: K of C by Richard Holinger
“What time is it?” my wife asks. She has consented to come along, but would rather be anywhere else, as would I.
“What time is it?” my wife asks. She has consented to come along, but would rather be anywhere else, as would I.
Creative Nonfiction: K of C by Richard Holinger
“What time is it?” my wife asks. She has consented to come along, but would rather be anywhere else, as would I.
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January 8, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Creative Nonfiction: K of C by Richard Holinger
“What time is it?” my wife asks. She has consented to come along, but would rather be anywhere else, as would I.
“What time is it?” my wife asks. She has consented to come along, but would rather be anywhere else, as would I.
Best Small Fictions Nominations
We are pleased to announce our 2026 Best Small Fictions Nominations!
We are pleased to announce our 2026 Best Small Fictions Nominations!
Best Small Fictions Nominations
We are pleased to announce our 2026 Best Small Fictions Nominations!
jmwwblog.wordpress.com
January 7, 2026 at 2:00 PM
Best Small Fictions Nominations
We are pleased to announce our 2026 Best Small Fictions Nominations!
We are pleased to announce our 2026 Best Small Fictions Nominations!
Blended & Beyond: Objected-Oriented Programming Giorgio Agamben’s Language and Death: The Place of Negativity by summa iru
Exceprt from summa iru's genre-bending work Click here to view the full piece. PDF best viewed on a larger screen. summa iru happened when the poet came across Rilke's Book of…
Exceprt from summa iru's genre-bending work Click here to view the full piece. PDF best viewed on a larger screen. summa iru happened when the poet came across Rilke's Book of…
Blended & Beyond: Objected-Oriented Programming Giorgio Agamben’s Language and Death: The Place of Negativity by summa iru
Exceprt from summa iru's genre-bending work Click here to view the full piece. PDF best viewed on a larger screen. summa iru happened when the poet came across Rilke's Book of Hours. The rest, as they say, is a dog whistle.
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January 6, 2026 at 2:01 PM
Blended & Beyond: Objected-Oriented Programming Giorgio Agamben’s Language and Death: The Place of Negativity by summa iru
Exceprt from summa iru's genre-bending work Click here to view the full piece. PDF best viewed on a larger screen. summa iru happened when the poet came across Rilke's Book of…
Exceprt from summa iru's genre-bending work Click here to view the full piece. PDF best viewed on a larger screen. summa iru happened when the poet came across Rilke's Book of…
Submissions Are Now Open!
We are reading Blended & Beyond, Flash Fiction, and Poetry now through January 15th. Send us your best!
We are reading Blended & Beyond, Flash Fiction, and Poetry now through January 15th. Send us your best!
Submissions Are Now Open!
We are reading Blended & Beyond, Flash Fiction, and Poetry now through January 15th. Send us your best!
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January 1, 2026 at 6:20 PM
Submissions Are Now Open!
We are reading Blended & Beyond, Flash Fiction, and Poetry now through January 15th. Send us your best!
We are reading Blended & Beyond, Flash Fiction, and Poetry now through January 15th. Send us your best!