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March Madness Flash Fiction Contest!

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We are currently accepting submissions for the March Madness Flash Fiction Contest!

  • Entry is free.
  • The first place winner will receive $100 and second place $50.
  • The Final Four contenders will be published and receive prize boxes including books and other goodies from our co-sponsors, including New American Press, Milkweed Editions, Copper Canyon, the Colorado Review, Moon City Press, f(r)iction, Orison Press, Unnamed Press, Autumn House Press, Unsolicited Press, and others.

To participate:

  1. Follow us on social media (Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram) and like or share one of our posts before submitting your story.
  2. Then send one flash fiction story (about 100-500 words) by March 1.

The top 16 contenders will be selected by MAYDAY fiction editors and the winners will be determined by popular vote on social media platforms beginning March 14.

MAYDAY is interested in original and engaging literary short fiction. We love innovative, strong writing that trusts the reader and is true to its author regardless of genre. We are committed to featuring a diverse range of content and authors, including LGBTQ+, BIPOC, and international voices.

Further Reading

SUNDAY MORNING by Sean Karns

After his first heart attack, I play with a bullet, thumb the buffed casing and pick at the lead.  A week’s worth of beer cans, pop cans, and burnt-out light bulbs clatter in the back seat with the .22 and 9mm. The truck rattles down the gravel road and we stop by our Sunday field. […]

Neffs Canyon, April
by Katherine Indermaur

This poem was nominated for The Best of the Net. Across the dry creek bed, in drifts of silver snow, a frozen yearling doe reclines against the mountain slope. Her little legs splay spindle-straight, the memory of standing gone frost inside them. Though the snow below begins to thaw, I want to think her frozen, […]

Perigee
by Heather Bourbeau

“The rains have come just in time to try and wash us clean, but the moon does not care about our winters and our wretchedness.”