Fiction
Spotlight on….
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Bitch
by Chrissy Stegman
“The city sped past, and I leaned back into the seat, letting the world slide by inexplicably, as if the light outside the cab window could swallow everything. I really am a bitch, I thought.”
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The Memory Garden
by Zary Fekete
“the fleeting memory of her mother’s voice, hearing it again with the teenage ears she used to have, ‘It will stay inside you, as long as you let it.’”
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To Be or Not to Be Zombie
by Edward Supranowicz
“The zombies had laid under a blanket of dirt for a long time. Being dead and confined, there was not much for them to do except observe and speculate.”
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How We Survive a Coronal Mass Ejection
by Casey Jo Graham Welmers
“We’ll look at the stars every night…We’ll wish on them, because what else can we depend on when all the lights have gone out?”
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Washcloth People
by Angela Townsend
“I don’t ask where all the linens come from, and I don’t tell her the stories she stirs. I could spew novellas, speculating on the secrets of Patti and Lloyd.”
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Drifters and Dreamers (novella excerpt)
by John RC Potter
“The man stood in the doorway on unsure feet, his bloodshot eyes angry and wild. “I wanna see Beulah and Ginny,” the man shouted. “So my wife can look at ‘em and tell why they don’t look like me.”
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'til Death or Something Stranger
by Mea Cohen
“The bride turned to the guests, eyes gleaming, if a little wildly. Hell is empty and all the devils are here, she said softly.”
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Alpha
by Alexei Raymond
“Alpha, in her death, would have to transform from a nexus to a catalyst, and the love that is easily expressed toward her—which emanates from her—will have to find a way away from her warmth and soft fur.”
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The Blue Canoe
by J W Goossen
“Jack looks out back through the kitchen window. The blue canoe he bought her last summer hangs in its shelter…Lily has to come.”
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Expiration Date
by Michael Grant Smith
“The few employees who refuse to take part in Terrence’s raffle find their tires slashed within the hour. These holdouts buy tickets before the end of the business day…”
Dead End Kings
by John Kirkwood
“The mermaid enigmatically smiles at him like Mona Lisa. She knows what to do. She’s done it a million times, opening her mouth.”
Continental
by Ryan Larson
“Nobody at the lone gas station appeared to pay it any mind: there were just two cars in the parking lot. One probably belonged to the employee behind the air-conditioned counter, and the other—the other was bright red. Unmistakably red.”
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[To] Savor [the] Soul
by Jenna Resheske
“Was this dying? …No, when you died there was a light…Where was the light? …This was not dying. This was deletion: the unmaking.”
Some Rural Nirvana
by Mike Fox
“Andy’s face is close to mine, huge, like a moon in a child’s drawing. As my eyes begin to focus, I read his concern and realise that the primal sobbing I can hear is coming from me.”
Maybe Even the Most
by Jeremy Kaufman
“…my mother was never one to fawn over the broken or suffer their neediness. She could mend a torn shirtsleeve, but her bedside manner during my teenage agonies was soup during sickness and hints that life had much worse in store.”
The Memory Garden
by Zary Fekete
“the fleeting memory of her mother’s voice, hearing it again with the teenage ears she used to have, ‘It will stay inside you, as long as you let it.’”
The Crying Bride
by Susan J. Hudson
“On the morning of the wedding, Liz woke with a searing pain in her guts and blood in her panties.”
American Wheatley Expansion Tank Bladder Replacement
by Eric Kong Angal
“His dream was of broken skin. Purpled forearms resting against him as if he could alleviate what had gone wrong with her. A dragon looks back at him. “You hate it,” she said. “
Thyme: A Diptych
by Curtis Coloma
“He was thinking about a place. Somewhere green. Somewhere open. A field, maybe. A field growing thyme. Or what he thought was thyme.”
Bitch
by Chrissy Stegman
“The city sped past, and I leaned back into the seat, letting the world slide by inexplicably, as if the light outside the cab window could swallow everything. I really am a bitch, I thought.”
Year of the Cat
by DS Levy
“‘We’re gonna take a little break,” the drummer says. “Ya’all don’t run off, okay?’ The audience—slumped in wheelchairs or comfy chairs, their walkers a reach away—don’t move.”
How We Survive a Coronal Mass Ejection
by Casey Jo Graham Welmers
“We’ll look at the stars every night…We’ll wish on them, because what else can we depend on when all the lights have gone out?”
Gently
by Mohammad Abedi
"By the end of the night, you must kill someone of your choosing. Otherwise, all the things you don't want anyone to know will be revealed."
Angela’s Nose
by Ingrid Marie Jensen
“I had horrifying visions of my future employers finding CCTV footage of me being tongued by a gurning seventeen-year-old as Angela looked on in peroxide glory and smiled approval…”
Alpha
by Alexei Raymond
“Alpha, in her death, would have to transform from a nexus to a catalyst, and the love that is easily expressed toward her—which emanates from her—will have to find a way away from her warmth and soft fur.”
To Be or Not to Be Zombie
by Edward Supranowicz
“The zombies had laid under a blanket of dirt for a long time. Being dead and confined, there was not much for them to do except observe and speculate.”
Expiration Date
by Michael Grant Smith
“The few employees who refuse to take part in Terrence’s raffle find their tires slashed within the hour. These holdouts buy tickets before the end of the business day…”
Washcloth People
by Angela Townsend
“I don’t ask where all the linens come from, and I don’t tell her the stories she stirs. I could spew novellas, speculating on the secrets of Patti and Lloyd.”
The Golden Locket
by Swetha Amit
“The room was silent except for her hoarse breathing, snores, and the incessant beeping of the monitor. I muttered a quiet thank-you prayer to the universe.”
Sharing Soap
by Allison Whittenberg
“She felt justified in jerking away as this would be another difference of opinion.”
Featuered Fiction from The Argyle…
“The Memory Garden”
by Zary Fekete
“the fleeting memory of her mother’s voice, hearing it again with the teenage ears she used to have, ‘It will stay inside you, as long as you let it.’”