BLEACH! is probably one of the least pretentious lit mags out there. Run by teenagers who don’t know shit about what they’re doing, BLEACH! is here for all the outcasts. We wear torn tees, headbang in our rooms, survive on energy drinks, and hope we don’t mess up something important.

BLEACH! tries to publish biannually. We accept poetry, fiction, non-fiction, and all the stuff that doesn’t fit inside the bounds of genres. We love pieces that refuse to follow rules, stories that shatter structure, poems that dance on their own in the middle of the night, and that one piece that has been fermenting in your “wip” folder since last July. We don’t believe in good/bad writing, send us what you have.

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