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.
WINTER 2025/2026
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
Spirit Animal
“I open the door. / ‘May as well come in,’ I say, / charmed by the chestnut bird / he’s brought me.”
Always in Refusal, Alina Ștefănescu’s “My Heresies” Is a Remarkable Collection
“To continue to speak long after catastrophe is to risk language becoming its own kind of heresy.”
Leigh Sugar Powerfully Confronts Love Within the Prison-Industrial Complex in “FREELAND”
“FREELAND’s authority is its refusal to sentimentalize the things we normally reach for when poetry fails—love, memory, justice.”
Amarys Dejai in Conversation with Cuban-Peruvian Poet Sara Daniele Rivera
“We are here, our experiences matter.”
Amarys Dejai in Conversation with American Poet Jeremy Michael Clark
“I think there’s value in wanting consistency … But I also think it’s important to allow yourself to just be in the world, to experience it, and see what you encounter.”
A Morning’s Apology
“The wood thrush begins / a gentle song, threading its music through / the quiet.”
I heard your feelings
“Chewing up the valley like cold / teeth. At the snout end, evidence / of mass strandings, / beached sediment.”
The Sting of Empty Bitterness and its Pleasure
“So here do I lie, / spent and flaccid as a lake in the sunset, / a blush of birds kissing nocturne from its surface.”
That Night, We Walked along the Dan River
“the wooden waterwheels, the peach blossoms, / that mirror themselves by the water. / These small things of the ages / all know us.”
Instructions for Having a Mother
“Look, this is / my sweet home. Tell the teacher / it’s abandoned, impossible, scary / to enter because of a bad monster / living inside, hungry for me.”
thisbe on the walls
“Once, a man in Afghanistan commanded his wife to be veiled from sound entirely. Once, a person can enter a house / only to find there is no door behind them, just a vast endless corpse of wood blocking their way.”
Good Grief Ghazal
“My mother makes a midnight mass of girlhood grief. / I am her devoted disciple by God and umbilical. / Like Isaac, not listening will do me no good, grief.”
i’ve always wanted to fistfight god a little
“i withstood hell — lovers, / mostly — for the promise of heaven and was doled / out a second dose of hellfire. then a third, a fourth.”
Accidental Geometries
“I think of all these people leaving / themselves in brief windows. / How some ascensions are linear.”
Navigating the Night
“I wonder if the black bear / I glimpsed earlier, roaming fields / of wildflowers, prowls now, seeking / a midnight feast.”
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.