The Argyle Literary Magazine

Two Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine Poetry by John Grey “The night is a machine – / not of gears but of stars clicking into place. / From its end a woman rises – / broom between her knees, hair stiff as wire. / Guided by phantoms, / s...

Poem "Halloween Sky" Poetry by John Grey

“The night is a machine – / not of gears but of stars clicking into place. / From its end a woman rises – / broom between her knees, hair stiff as wire. / Guided by phantoms, / she floats between the stars.”

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Drinking Whiskey in the Backyard — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Joe Kilgore “I’m sitting here with a tumbler of Maker’s Mark in my left hand and a Colt Single Action Army Peacemaker in my right. The glass of Kentucky straight bourbon feels particularly comfor...

Flash fiction "Drinking Whiskey in the Backyard" by Joe Kilgore

“I’m sitting here with a tumbler of Maker’s Mark in my left hand and a Colt Single Action Army Peacemaker in my right. The glass of Kentucky straight bourbon feels particularly comfortable.”

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Four Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Anthony Ikeh “We're neither kids // & the pier — an anonymous object in our minds now an inconspicuous project // & we're certainly smarter about mermaids.”

Poem "Mermaid Tales" by Anthony Ikeh

“We're neither kids // & the pier — an anonymous object in our minds now an inconspicuous project // & we're certainly smarter about mermaids.”

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Three Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine by William Summay “tell me a story / & I will wind the jack-in-the-box / until you are on your knees…begging / for more…”

Poem "Primadonna of the Weapons Factory: On Conversion" by William Summay

“tell me a story / & I will wind the jack-in-the-box / until you are on your knees…begging / for more…”

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The Dead Hold a Party — The Argyle Literary Magazine Flash Fiction by Norbert Kovacs “The most we could do now was wish to experience those things as our earthly selves again, however happy we were at the mansion.”

Flash Fiction "The Dead Hold a Party" by Norbert Kovacs (from Theme 05: "Ghosts")

“The most we could do now was wish to experience those things as our earthly selves again, however happy we were at the mansion.”

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I Trip the Light Ekphrastic: An Autoimmune Journey — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Barbara Krasner “I write. I enter ekphrastic writing challenges every two weeks. I look forward to the new images offered. I try my hand at pantoum, sestina, sonnet. I have nothing to lose.”

CNF "I Trip the Light Ekphrastic: An Autoimmune Journey" by Barbara Krasner

“I write. I enter ekphrastic writing challenges every two weeks. I look forward to the new images offered. I try my hand at pantoum, sestina, sonnet. I have nothing to lose.”

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God Created a Thing — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Fatima Okhuosami “ This man loves me. So, I do what a prey must never do. I giggle. And in that giggle, I seal my fate.”

CNF "God Created a Thing" by Fatima Okhuosami

“This man loves me. So, I do what a prey must never do. I giggle. And in that giggle, I seal my fate.”

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Issue #7 submissions for poetry, fiction, and Theme 06: "Bucolia" are now CLOSED!!!

We are still accepting subs for CNF and digital art until 2/28/26 @ 11:59 PM CST.

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1962: It’s Always the Girl’s Fault — The Argyle Literary Magazine Fiction by DC Diamondopolous “In the classified section of the Daily Breeze, Donna had recognized a coded message with a phone number and called.”

Fiction "1962: It's Always the Girl's Fault" Fiction by DC Diamondopolous (from Theme #1: "Blood". Issue #2)

“In the classified section of the Daily Breeze, Donna had recognized a coded message with a phone number and called.”

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Tasty Pear — The Argyle Literary Magazine Poetry by Allan Lake “She takes comfort / in ‘the meaning’ / whereas I delight / in meaninglessness.”

Poem "Tasty Pear" Poetry by Allan Lake (from Theme 03: "Vice", Issue #4)

“She takes comfort / in ‘the meaning’ / whereas I delight / in meaninglessness.”

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Courtship at the Pizza Giant — The Argyle Literary Magazine Fiction by Paul Lewellan “‘By the time you turned sixteen, you’d been arrested for breaking and entering, vandalism, simple assault, graffiti, truancy, drug possession, petty larceny, underage drink...

Fiction "Courtship at the Pizza Giant" Fiction by Paul Lewellan (from Theme 04: "Gastronomy", Issue #5)

“‘By the time you turned sixteen, you’d been arrested for breaking and entering, vandalism, simple assault, graffiti, truancy, drug possession...’”

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Three Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine Poetry by Suellen Wedmore “Sometimes even a town falls in upon itself, / but in spring, when the dead wander at night, / you may find its abandoned heart, toughened / by tears…”

Poem "DOGTOWN VILLANELLE" Poetry by Suellen Wedmore (from Theme 05: "Ghosts", Issue #6)

“Sometimes even a town falls in upon itself, / but in spring, when the dead wander at night, / you may find its abandoned heart, toughened / by tears…”

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he can’t love / like he’s supposed to

Woke up today to an acceptance from @theargylelitmag.bsky.social. They’ll be taking three poems. Cool stuff

Plaza del Sol — The Argyle Literary Magazine Fiction by Julian Gallo “He can’t imagine how such a young woman would find a man his age so attractive? She hardly knows him. What is she thinking?”

Fiction "Plaza del Sol" by Julian Gallo (from Issue #4, Theme 03: "Vice")

“He can’t imagine how such a young woman would find a man his age so attractive? She hardly knows him. What is she thinking?”

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An Unofficial Map of Papio Bay Aquatic Center — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Zachary Benak “While pretending to organize souvenir inventory and season pass paperwork, I watch the male lifeguards rotate chairs every fifteen minutes, memorizing their torsos. “

CNF "An Unofficial Map of Papio Bay Aquatic Center" by Zachary Benak (from Issue #4)

“While pretending to organize souvenir inventory and season pass paperwork, I watch the male lifeguards rotate chairs every fifteen minutes, memorizing their torsos."

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If On a Winter’s Night a Visitor — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Genevieve Methot “Then, the warm summer breeze lifted the hot air balloon like a dandelion seedling taking flight. And in these last moments, Mary Cleft’s laughter tumbled softly down to earth, a...

Fiction "If On a Winter’s Night a Visitor" by Genevieve Methot (from Issue #5)

“...Mary Cleft’s laughter tumbled softly down to earth, as she turned her face to the deep violet sky and waved.”

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Five Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine by John Franklin Dandridge “We ate this city, / dined on high rises / gobbled every last / venue— / slurped down slums.”

"the Winter Speeches" by John Franklin Dandridge

“We ate this city, / dined on high rises / gobbled every last / venue— / slurped down slums.”

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If You Go, I’ll Stay — The Argyle Literary Magazine Digital Art by Matthew McCain

Digital Art by Matthew McCain

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The Children of Mount Trashmore — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Kevin Bain “Mount Trashmore had, over the decades, been a number of things to a number of people…To us …an imaginary playground... Now, as adults, it’s possible that Mount Trashmore was a killer....

CNF "The Children of Mount Trashmore" by Kevin Bain

“Mount Trashmore had, over the decades, been a number of things to a number of people…To us …an imaginary playground... Now, as adults, it’s possible that Mount Trashmore was a killer.”

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Digital Art by Stephen Michael Whitter and Paul Warren — The Argyle Literary Magazine “A strange time…”

Digital Art by Stephen Michael Whitter and Paul Warren (from Issue #3)

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Three Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Robert Beveridge “Yodeled ululations / of drunkhappy teenagers / ring off the pavement”

Poem "Suburbia" by Robert Beveridge (from Issue #4)

“Yodeled ululations / of drunkhappy teenagers / ring off the pavement”

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Vegas — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Kirby Michael Wright “We were lucky the cowboys hadn’t pulled six-shooters and plugged us. We were double lucky their camper hadn’t caught up.”

CNF "Vegas" by Kirby Michael Wright (from Issue #5)

“We were lucky the cowboys hadn’t pulled six-shooters and plugged us. We were double lucky their camper hadn’t caught up.”

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Cover Letters — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Daniele De Serto (translation by Wendell Ricketts) “The fact is that I was once an exceptional writer. Back when I wasn’t writing, I mean. I had thousands of novels floating around in my head, an...

Fiction "Cover Letters" by Daniele De Serto (translation by Wendell Ricketts)

“I had thousands of novels floating around in my head, and I meticulously refrained from writing a single one of them.”

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Some Rural Nirvana — The Argyle Literary Magazine 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.”

Fiction "Some Rural Nirvana" by Mike Fox (from Issue #4)

“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.”

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consider reducing the journey at large— regarding each step and calling out the self — The Argyle Literary Magazine by R L powell “If the brain can budge a pen / without an ounce of lead— the smallest / shave is made too sharpen its means… ”

Poem "consider reducing the journey at large— regarding each step and calling out the self" by R L · powell (from Issue #5)

“If the brain can budge a pen / without an ounce of lead—the smallest / shave is made too sharpen its means…”

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The Weight of Snow — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Erica Noble “I look out at the snowflakes that softly fall in the backyard, cloaking the bare tree with its weight.”

CNF "The Weight of Snow" by Erica Noble

“I look out at the snowflakes that softly fall in the backyard, cloaking the bare tree with its weight.”

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Act Accordingly — The Argyle Literary Magazine by James Maskell “I have no idea what Timmy ended up doing with his life, or whether Purple Marker Girl ever switched to a ballpoint pen…”

CNF "Act Accordingly" by James Maskell (from Issue #4)

“I have no idea what Timmy ended up doing with his life, or whether Purple Marker Girl ever switched to a ballpoint pen…”

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Cartoon People — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Mileva Anastasiadou “My shrink does her best but she’s tired. There’s some kind of subtle wisdom in cartoons, but it’s not what I think it is, she claims. She says I don’t miss him, I miss the ga...

Fiction "Cartoon People" by Mileva Anastasiadou (from Issue #5)

“My shrink does her best but she’s tired. There’s some kind of subtle wisdom in cartoons, but it’s not what I think it is, she claims. She says I don’t miss him, I miss the game.”

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Four Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine by David Williams “Guy was in the parkin’ lot / down on all fours / blood runnin out of an ear an' / had a throbbin’ pulse in his neck / near where he was / kicked in the head…”

Poem "Spider Voss" by David Williams

“Guy was in the parkin’ lot / down on all fours / blood runnin out of an ear an' / had a throbbin’ pulse in his neck / near where he was / kicked in the head…”

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