SONTAG MAG

SONTAG MAG

Sontag Mag is a literary magazine publishing poetry, poetry-in-translation, and interviews triannually.

SUBMISSIONS

Sontag Mag accepts submissions of poetry and poetry-in-translation in January, May, and September.

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SPRING/SUMMER 2026


COLUMNS

Sontag Mag will publish columns beginning in 2026. The first, “Off-Season,” is a space for contributors to share insight into their reading and writing lives, from resolutions to dialogues to contemplations, and is published in our “off-season,” or outside of our regularly scheduled volumes. 

FROM THE ARCHIVE

Padam, Padam
Jan Wiezorek Jan Wiezorek

Padam, Padam

“as Barcelona without a Virgin under / a canopy, but there is no Barcelona / without our Virgin, especially on Good / Friday of dark candles”

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Raised
Jerome Berglund Jerome Berglund

Raised

Raised is a visual poem by Jerome Berglund published in Sontag Mag’s second volume

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Guilty Parties
Jade Green Jade Green

Guilty Parties

“Time to make up for lost bank notes, / The ones I hid in my bra, / The watch I stole when I was twelve, / The Claddagh ring, / Silver and ridged, two hands / Enfolding / Time / She never indicated it was missing.”

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Mustangs
Francesca Kritikos Francesca Kritikos

Mustangs

“I move through / living / like eating / a sour apple / for its water / Mustangs made me think of you / but you’re nothing like them”

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Nothing New Under the Sun
Francesca Kritikos Francesca Kritikos

Nothing New Under the Sun

“is like smoking is like fucking is like masturbating is like / pretending is like lying is like praying is like dreaming is like spending is like binging”

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Lopud Island
Ewen Glass Ewen Glass

Lopud Island

“The limits of flesh, / tan-lines, and olives / by the bed. Time away / and time away — / Her torso tightens as / a current moves in her”

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Six Days in a Heavy Lungful
Elizabeth Robinson Elizabeth Robinson

Six Days in a Heavy Lungful

“Sublimating these tomato walls / Sticking apart how often did I / Spend six days in a heavy lungful”

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Cold Front
Devon Neal Devon Neal

Cold Front

“There are so many / unexpected ways language can change, like when / cold wind crawls in from the north overnight and in a scar-dewed morning, I still catch myself / talking about staying in for the day, / saying ‘we should’ instead of ‘we used to.’”

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Species
Debmalya Bandyopadhyay Debmalya Bandyopadhyay

Species

“I heard a language / howling at the edge of existence, / when a tongue is all its accent protects. / I swam past a humpback, a hammerhead, / a fangtooth, a squid. My own animal just / granules of a scene misremembered.”

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In Search for a Master
Aditi Kashyap Aditi Kashyap

In Search for a Master

“Another / time, I heard that the order of love is the order of God, but / whose orders do you take when no master speaks to you?”

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The Other Self
Strider Marcus Jones Strider Marcus Jones

The Other Self

“If nothing else — / These nude notes / Being played behind the curtain / Where the stage is, By soloist strings / And hermit woodwinds — / Are far hopes / Of uncertain / Opening chords / Calling out / To the duet / I haven’t come to yet.”

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Experiment — To Meet a Dead Lover
Shaurya Pathania Shaurya Pathania

Experiment — To Meet a Dead Lover

“you unite the five elements of / nature. Earth, Water, Fire, Air and Space, within you & around you. It produces absolute silence; coin / lands amid heads & tails; upright. You enter a void; it’s not the purgatory.”

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Meet Your Maker
Roukia Ali Roukia Ali

Meet Your Maker

“Doomed be Poseidon and his raging oceans / As you crossed the sea on nothing but your wooden raft.”

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Perfect Disappearances
Paul Hostovsky Paul Hostovsky

Perfect Disappearances

“so you write it on your own skin / and walk off into the world alone / with the whole world in your hand.

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41 Kilometers
Gretchen Filart Gretchen Filart

41 Kilometers

“Forty kilometers — only a kilometer short of Gaza’s land size. For free / people, 41 kilometers is a surreal flight to space. For Palestinians, home and a death sentence.”

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Lingering
Fariza Farid Memon Fariza Farid Memon

Lingering

“I should wait a little longer, / Hold on for a bit, / Stay until the color of the nail paint dries, chips.”

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Alive to Beauty
Ellie Fisher Ellie Fisher

Alive to Beauty

“In my notebook, I write fragments / About things that make me feel awe — / The way sunlight catches water, / The way fallen fruit rests on the ground. / Next to this list, I write words: / Undoing, being undone.”

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Stingrays Asleep
Dylan James Dylan James

Stingrays Asleep

“Brand new promotion, I’m tired like my thermostat. / Wormholes and axes and scourges of men flaunter. / Pollution of life — family doesn’t give back sometimes. / Find a nest and try to feel alright.”

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The Body is a Glorified Hotel
Andrew Buckner Andrew Buckner

The Body is a Glorified Hotel

“Though the walls are frequently claustrophobic, confining / And the constant familiarity of our company / Is simultaneously too much and too little, / Too routine and too alien, / This glorified hotel, our body, our flesh, / Is our shelter, perfect imperfections and all”

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Meet the Sontag Team

Sontag Mag Est. 2023

Sontag Mag is a literary magazine appearing triannually and devoted to fostering a community of poets and translators and promoting works exceptional in craft.

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