Contest Deadline Extended! Submit until Nov. 15th!

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Capilano University’s literary magazine, The Liar, IS BACK! We are opening our annual Writing and Design Contest to solicit submissions for our 2025 issue. This year’s theme is METAMORPHOSES. Radical or tiny changes, mass evolutions or sudden rebirths. Tell us about the beauty, or the horror, of transformation. Show us how to achieve wholeness, and then how to self-destruct. We invite you to submit your original work—short stories, prose, poetry, art, music, etc.—that will change us too.  

This year, we are looking for submissions that play with form, space, and colour, so don’t be afraid to break artistic and literary rules. Looking to submit short films, music, or other forms of art? We have a third category for miscellaneous Liar submissions, which is also available to people outside of Capilano University. 

Writing and design submissions received before November 8 are eligible for a $500 prize in their respective categories.

Prompts for you:

2024 Writing Finalist – Canned Pasta by Jeff Oro

I skim the instructions with haphazard intent 

as you maneuver around the cramped walk-in shower 

trying to wash away a day’s worth of dirt and stress. 

You said you were craving spaghetti, 

2024 Writing Finalist – Complicit by Jenna Luscombe

His eyes were never as blue as that first night 
while the sunset waved its yielding flags, 
the landscape of his smooth back a blank canvas. 
You wrote your name on my collar, that mendacious tongue, 
but soap won’t expunge a brand that goes straight to the marrow. 

2024 Writing Finalist – Something About Walking Into Bars by Kai Leung

A teacher, a paramedic, and a writer walked into a bar, sitting side by side in the corner on a dead Monday night. The teacher ordered a vodka soda, the paramedic ordered a rum & coke, and the writer ordered a gin & tonic. They all gave the bartender their credit cards as all three of them started their own tabs. 

2024 Writing Finalist – Feed Me Grapes by Raquel Adrian

Laying 

Not-so-regal on the half-couch 

Feed me grapes 

Amongst sun-bleached pillars 

Pay attention to the summer freckles on my nose 

Please, not the fires in my eyes. 

2024 Writing Finalist – Shaken Iced Tea by Matthew Funk

An end greeted all too quickly, 

this final form is but a whisper 

of what you once were. 

Leaves are your iron, 

forged in fire’s nemesis, 

2024 Writing Finalist – Andante Spianato by Apsara Coeffic-Neou

“Oh,” said my mother. “That’s good.” She turned back to her dishwashing. 

“You barely looked at it!” The sweat from my hand had stained my first-place certificate. “Can’t you even pretend to care?”  

“Can’t you see I’m busy, Emma? I’ll look at it later.” 

2024 Writing Finalist – Fancy Wine by Victoria Wall

Your love is like an empty Nutella jar,

Like the feeling of coming home from school and finding out your sister ate the last pizza slice.

It’s like a drunk violinist trying to play guitar,

It’s like being thirsty and only having whiskey to drink,