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…”
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.”
‘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.”
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.’”