TrashLight Press is a lit mag for the feral, the rejected, the too-much-to-handle. We’re a home for weirdos and wordsmiths, the ones who never want to stay within the lines. The pieces we publish don’t play it safe – the scream, crawl, glow, and bleed.
We aren’t here to be quiet. We aren’t here to be clean cut. We aren’t interested in impressing the workshop and appeasing the algorithm.
We are here to scream, scribble, tear, and build altars out of ash. We believe in stories with teeth. Poetry that doesn’t ask forgiveness. Art that oozes sweat and dream smoke.
We are for the ones who’ve been rejected for being too weird, too raw, too political, too real. We are for the people who only feel alive when they’re creating something messy and holy.
TrashLight isn’t interested in your pedigree and credentials. Instead, we want your nightmare, your roadside revelations, your half-feral truths, your phantom limbs.
Bring us –
- Stories that burn like a busted neon sign.
- Poems that sound like breaking glass
- Art that shouldn’t be hanging anywhere
- The right to make beautiful things from garbage
- The right to be loud, unedited, and unforgettable.
TrashLight is the flicker in the alley, the glow from the ruins.
We are the lit mag for the unlit and we will never apologize for burning bright.
Interested in writing for us?
Check out our submissions page for details.