About

Housebound is a literary journal dedicated to the fraught and expansive concept of home.

We conjure 'home' not just as a discrete physical location, but home as a memory (however hazy), a feeling, perhaps home as one's own body.

We recognize that home is also differentially constructed - that is, home often emerges through/in dislocation or distress. Home is haunted. To go home is, indeed, a deathbed wish.

To that end, we welcome works about thresholds, illness and disability, estrangement & return, fierce and disorienting nostalgia, coming-of-age, etc. We have a penchant for Gothic undertones, but all genres/styles have a place at the table.

Housebound opens its arms to new and emerging writers, writers underrepresented, writers who trust their gut, writers taken by paradox, writers finding their way back home.

Bottom line: we are in pursuit of bold, dizzying, lavish leaps of language, unearthing realizations that you chew on and imagery made to savor. We're here for the sacred, the strange, and the searching. We beseech you: what does home hold?