Featured Fiction
Forest Circus
by John Yohe
“The wind picked up even more, trees torching, blowing more embers across the line. The two fires joined to four acres and the other engine crew panicked.”
Blood Bound
by Jayson Carcione
“It was late autumn and mamma was making chickpea soup. He killed her and did unspeakable things to her before helping himself to a bowl.”
Nana’s Revolution
by Margo Griffin
“I picked up the doll again, turning it over in my hands, loose threads less empty.”
So Spoke the Sister
by Lori D’Angelo
“Cedric, said Belinda, with branch-scratched irritation in her voice, go on home. Cedric was smart enough to tell the difference between a suggestion and a command.”
All the Wars
by Jaime Gill
“I had been a teacher, wife, mother, and activist. Now, I was an activist only, and my life became war.”
The Mayor of New York
by Charles Vermilyea Jr.
“Standing in the middle of East 221st Street facing west, I can hear the elevated train. Its rattle and clack brought to me on waves of yellow summer heat.”
Bodies
by Iruoma Chukwuemeka
“Back in this house again, the absence of him engulfs her good reasoning.”
Two Stories
by Mehreen Ahmed
“The vibration shook the heavens and the earth. Its mysterious ways eluded Rifaat, who only stared at this spectacle, nothing short of a divine sighting.”
Redness Swimming
by Paul Allatson
“He watched them moving in through his rusted iron roof, their threads slowly joining up and sealing the holes. Most were dropping down to find drier surfaces, seeking out the darkness that sustains their kind.”
State of Matter
by Madison LaTurner
“If you could move into someone’s basement for a year and become a hermit, that’s what you would have done…Who needs to live out their dreams? Neil deGrasse Tyson is an asshole anyway.”
Bee Wars
by Stephen Wunderli
“The girls imitated the grand gesture, then rose and rushed to gather around this naked stranger, to touch the skin of her slender arms and the shaven legs smooth as soap…”
God’s Confusing Signs
by Noah Giles
“A plastic bag twirled in the wind…The bag was red. The dancing caught the Quirk’s attention. God hadn’t given up on him. That was the sign.”
Bucket
by Christopher Nicastro
“He had crossed a threshold from which he could never return. No longer beyond thought. No longer existing on instinct…His hands never looked right again.”
Your Home Town
by Patricia Q. Bidar
“You and your sisters climb spiraling metal stairs with boys from Wilmington and Harbor City. Your mother stays gone.”
Excerpts from SOME THINGS YOU LOVE WITH YOUR INSIDES. YOUR GUTS—A Novella
by Joshua Rodriguez
“The kid leans over, whispering, ‘Flat earth—it’s all downhill from here.’”
Through the Wasteland
by A. C. Canareira (translated by Clare Gaunt)
“Lil died just after birth. The umbilical cord curled around her neck, as if she’d been hanged. Lara and Leo sobbed hoarsely in the delivery room, fully aware that the midwife was cutting the umbilical cord between them.”
Eating Flowers
by Sarp Sozdinler
“Marjo protested right away but she was easy to be bribed with another daisy to munch on.”
Corpse Flower
by Vivian Lawry
“As the spirits of the corpse flowers disappear there, only I weep.”
Three Stories
by by Mileva Anastasiadou
“Brother says it’s not time I keep in the bottles. He says it’s dead pieces of me I cannot let go of.”
The Questions
by Diana Senechal
“No new pedagogy could ever beat sitting around a table and talking about a good book.”
The Argyle presents…
The Sheep Are Nervous
A Virtual Fiction (Micro)Chap by Paul Allatson
Writer Paul Allatson offers up three striking pieces of short fiction in his virtual (micro)chap The Sheep Are Nervous—all poignantly and amusingly human. YOU MUST READ THIS!!!
This mini-chap will vanish into the ether upon publication of The Argyle’s fourth issue in July 2024. Read NOW before it disappears.