After The Storm Magazine

SUBMISSIONS ARE TEMPORARILY CLOSED, STARTING MARCH 20th, 2026
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After The Storm Magazine is currently taking a pause on accepting new submissions. If you have already submitted, we are still working on it, but we will not be taking any new submissions past March 20th. You will be updated when and if this changes.

Our website will remain live with the 100+ stories we’ve had the honor of publishing. You can also still order copies of our anthology Storms of the Revolution and novella Bone Rush.

Our meetup group will remain open, where we will be hosting in-person events in the DC area (see group here).

  • Our social this Sunday, March 22, between 2-5pm at Spark Social.
  • The DC Black Cat Bookfair on Saturday, April 25, between 2-8pm at St Stephen’s Church
  • Bol Coop’s Working Class Literature Festival on Friday and Saturday, May 1-2, at the Festival Center

Winter Release

Move-In

“It’s official! I’m an emancipated minor on the way to my first apartment with one of the first…

Orlanda

“So I am in a category containing exactly one. Formerly female bio and a disaster at that, and…

Shorthand

“Bookpearls are physical manifestations of humanity’s most original, profound topics, and they’re appraised and valued accordingly.”

Our Next issue will be on April 19th, 2026

Futures we can get behind!

The Liar of Freehold

He was like a scorpion you found in your boot; by the time you realized it was there, too late. Damage done.

Sunlight

“I just wanted to make food,” Lou said. “You’re the one who made it into something more.”

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Compelling Interviews

Sci-fi Novella ‘Bone Rush’

Bone Rush: Chapter Three

The obvious agony of their deaths was one thing; the fact that no one had bothered - or been able - to bury them was another.

“The Old Boy’s Club” Extended Universe

The Oldboys March!

“…twenty years ago today, our spiritual forefathers gathered upon this spot to protest a horrible injustice”

Sic Transit

“Yeah, sure,” Borenstein muttered, sipping his margarita as outside, another bus whirred past.

Featured Writer: Sudip Bhattacharya

Can’t Let It Fester

“…he swallowed, and touched his jaw. It still throbbed but at least his teeth were intact.”

Borderlands

“…Juliana finally asked if he still thought being a journalist was useful.”

Unresolved

Constantly thinking about the meaning of life as a tsunami crashes over you isn’t always the sensible step.

Audubon Ballroom

“Instantly, his heart clenched. His entire body grew rigid like he’d been suddenly aware of a bear next to him.”