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Submission Guidelines

Submission Guidelines


Thank you for your interest in Muse of Arts. We are a space for authentic, soulful expression—celebrating the depths of human thought, feeling, and creativity. Please read the following guidelines carefully before submitting your work.




What We Accept




Genres: Poetry, short fiction, creative nonfiction, essays, and visual art.




Themes: We are drawn to work that explores spirituality, philosophy, identity, and the inner life. Allegory, symbolism, and layered meanings are encouraged.






Submission Requirements




Poetry: Up to 3 poems (maximum 100 lines each).




Prose: One piece of fiction or nonfiction (up to 2,000 words).




Visual Art: Up to 3 original images (JPEG or PNG format, high resolution).




Format: Submit all written work as a Word or PDF file. Use a clear font (e.g., Times New Roman, 12 pt) and include your name and contact info on the first page.




Bio: Include a short third-person bio (50–100 words) in the body of your email.






IMPORTANT: No AI-Generated Work




We value authentic human creativity. Please do not submit work generated or assisted by AI tools. Submissions found to be AI-created will be rejected.




How to Submit




Email your submission to mondalrani417@gmail.com with the subject line:


"Submission – [Your Name]"




Response Time




We respond to all submissions within 2–3 days. If you don’t hear from us in that time, feel free to follow up.




Rights & Publication




We request first publication rights. After publication, all rights revert to the author. We may archive accepted pieces online unless otherwise requested.

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