MURIEL
Muriel is a literary magazine of poetry, prose, photography and art by women, for women.
It started with the ocean. I went to the sea during my divorce to feel the upwelling of everything I'd stuffed below the surface for years — to cry into the vastness and release what I didn't think anyone could understand. What I found there was not an answer but an opening: enough of one to know what I actually wanted, and to be able to ask for it.
Muriel is a place for that. For crying out, for aching, for desiring, for grieving. For what we can only tell the ocean.
Issue One gathers 21 women writing and making from Vermont, Cornwall, Cyprus, Toronto, Philadelphia, Queensland and beyond. It is edited, designed, and mailed by one person, funded by the people who read it.
Read Issue One Free
The complete issue is online. Read it before you buy it, or instead of buying it.
Muriel: Issue 1: What We Tell The Sea
88 pages. 21 contributors. Poetry, prose, photography and art.
Saddle-stitched, 8.25 × 8.25 inches, printed on uncoated stock. Issue One is a short run of 100 copies.
Shipping: $6 within the US.
Outside the US? Postage runs $28–38 a copy — more than the magazine itself. Order here, then use the donation link below to cover postage at cost, and I'll get it in the mail. If that's out of reach, the full issue is free to read online.
Support Muriel
Muriel has no publisher, no institution, and no advertising. It's made by one person, and printing it is the biggest cost.
Ordering from outside the US?International postage runs $28–38 depending on where you are — more than the magazine itself, unfortunately. Use the button below for roughly that amount and I'll get your copy in the mail. Postage at cost, no markup. If it's out of reach, the full issue is free to read online.
Just want to help? Any amount goes toward printing Issue Two. Contributors are paid in copies; every dollar here becomes paper and postage.
PayPal also works if that's easier from where you are.
Issue Two
Submissions
Muriel reads poetry, prose, photography and art by women. Reading period and details to come — send work or questions to corrina@corrinasnow.com
More from Corrina
I want to devour and savor it all at once. I love it. You inspire me to stay dancing and writing and weeping with the whole of it.
Sarah Forman
Come to Me Healing
Poems for wild hearts
Remember the day when you were a child, and the day went on and on, and you played in the trees high and long and the day stretched out till the edges of dinner.
A book to take to bed with you. To recall your wild heart, to remember who you were before the world told you who to be.
"Holy fuck, I'm reading your book on a plane and I wish I was outside because every page is making me want to run, swim, breathe, scream, cry, throw my hands up. It's so fucking good." — Kate Vollrath
Love Shouldn’t Hurt Like This
Substack
Poetry and raw writing about dating, love, divorce and sex. Free to subscribe.