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If You Go, I’ll Stay — The Argyle Literary Magazine
Digital Art by Matthew McCain
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January 31, 2026 at 6:22 AM
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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“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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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....
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January 31, 2026 at 6:19 AM
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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“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 (from Issue #3)
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Digital Art by Stephen Michael Whitter and Paul Warren — The Argyle Literary Magazine
“A strange time…”
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January 29, 2026 at 11:57 PM
Digital Art by Stephen Michael Whitter and Paul Warren (from Issue #3)
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Poem "Suburbia" by Robert Beveridge (from Issue #4)
“Yodeled ululations / of drunkhappy teenagers / ring off the pavement”
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“Yodeled ululations / of drunkhappy teenagers / ring off the pavement”
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Three Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Robert Beveridge “Yodeled ululations / of drunkhappy teenagers / ring off the pavement”
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January 29, 2026 at 11:53 PM
Poem "Suburbia" by Robert Beveridge (from Issue #4)
“Yodeled ululations / of drunkhappy teenagers / ring off the pavement”
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“Yodeled ululations / of drunkhappy teenagers / ring off the pavement”
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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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“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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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.”
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January 29, 2026 at 11:49 PM
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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“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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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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“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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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...
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January 29, 2026 at 11:44 PM
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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“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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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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“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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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.”
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January 28, 2026 at 11:57 PM
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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“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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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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“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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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… ”
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January 28, 2026 at 11:46 PM
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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“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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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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“I look out at the snowflakes that softly fall in the backyard, cloaking the bare tree with its weight.”
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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.”
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January 28, 2026 at 11:41 PM
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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“I look out at the snowflakes that softly fall in the backyard, cloaking the bare tree with its weight.”
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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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“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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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…”
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January 27, 2026 at 3:18 AM
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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“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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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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“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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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...
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January 27, 2026 at 3:08 AM
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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“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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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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“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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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…”
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January 27, 2026 at 3:02 AM
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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“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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Poem "Last Nursery Rhyme" by Jay S. Carson (from Issue #3)
“Your mother left you / and is not coming back. / Stop waiting at the door / for the long-lost cat.”
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“Your mother left you / and is not coming back. / Stop waiting at the door / for the long-lost cat.”
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Four Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Jay S. Carson “Your mother left you and is not coming back. Stop waiting at the door for the long-lost cat.”
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January 26, 2026 at 4:22 AM
Poem "Last Nursery Rhyme" by Jay S. Carson (from Issue #3)
“Your mother left you / and is not coming back. / Stop waiting at the door / for the long-lost cat.”
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“Your mother left you / and is not coming back. / Stop waiting at the door / for the long-lost cat.”
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CNF "Baggage Claim: Other Girls Take It Just Fine" by Nikki Howard
“I retreat from the window, covering the sun beams with a cat-tattered curtain. I take off the gray tank top with some hesitation, shove it back into my bag. I think, Will I ever outgrow it?”
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“I retreat from the window, covering the sun beams with a cat-tattered curtain. I take off the gray tank top with some hesitation, shove it back into my bag. I think, Will I ever outgrow it?”
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Baggage Claim: Other Girls Take It Just Fine — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Nikki Howard “I retreat from the window, covering the sun beams with a cat-tattered curtain. I take off the gray tank top with some hesitation, shove it back into the bag. I think, Will I ever o...
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January 26, 2026 at 4:19 AM
CNF "Baggage Claim: Other Girls Take It Just Fine" by Nikki Howard
“I retreat from the window, covering the sun beams with a cat-tattered curtain. I take off the gray tank top with some hesitation, shove it back into my bag. I think, Will I ever outgrow it?”
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“I retreat from the window, covering the sun beams with a cat-tattered curtain. I take off the gray tank top with some hesitation, shove it back into my bag. I think, Will I ever outgrow it?”
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Fiction "Gone-Gone?" by Clay Waters (from Issue #5)
“The family companion had wriggled himself underneath the covers of the guest bed and it seemed clear he would spend his last hour there. “
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“The family companion had wriggled himself underneath the covers of the guest bed and it seemed clear he would spend his last hour there. “
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Gone-Gone? — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Clay Waters “The family companion had wriggled himself underneath the covers of the guest bed and it seemed clear he would spend his last hour there. “
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January 26, 2026 at 4:13 AM
Fiction "Gone-Gone?" by Clay Waters (from Issue #5)
“The family companion had wriggled himself underneath the covers of the guest bed and it seemed clear he would spend his last hour there. “
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“The family companion had wriggled himself underneath the covers of the guest bed and it seemed clear he would spend his last hour there. “
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Fiction "Animus" by Anna Kornfeld
“The house was always haunted; it just took me a while to find all the ghosts.”
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“The house was always haunted; it just took me a while to find all the ghosts.”
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Animus — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Anna Kornfeld “The house was always haunted; it just took me a while to find all the ghosts.”
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January 26, 2026 at 4:07 AM
Fiction "Animus" by Anna Kornfeld
“The house was always haunted; it just took me a while to find all the ghosts.”
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“The house was always haunted; it just took me a while to find all the ghosts.”
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Fiction "[To} Savor [the] Soul" by Jenna Resheske (from Issue #4)
“Was this dying? …No, when you died there was a light…Where was the light? …This was not dying. This was deletion: the unmaking.”
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“Was this dying? …No, when you died there was a light…Where was the light? …This was not dying. This was deletion: the unmaking.”
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[To] Savor [the] Soul — The Argyle Literary Magazine
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.”
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January 25, 2026 at 12:31 AM
Fiction "[To} Savor [the] Soul" by Jenna Resheske (from Issue #4)
“Was this dying? …No, when you died there was a light…Where was the light? …This was not dying. This was deletion: the unmaking.”
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“Was this dying? …No, when you died there was a light…Where was the light? …This was not dying. This was deletion: the unmaking.”
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Poem "Wilderness Weary" by Daniel Edward Moore (from Issue #5)
“Earth is the biggest Queen / I know, all stubble & lipstick, / ripped nylons / and sorrow.”
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“Earth is the biggest Queen / I know, all stubble & lipstick, / ripped nylons / and sorrow.”
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Five Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Daniel Edward Moore “Earth is the biggest Queen / I know, all stubble & lipstick, / ripped nylons / and sorrow.”
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January 25, 2026 at 12:28 AM
Poem "Wilderness Weary" by Daniel Edward Moore (from Issue #5)
“Earth is the biggest Queen / I know, all stubble & lipstick, / ripped nylons / and sorrow.”
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“Earth is the biggest Queen / I know, all stubble & lipstick, / ripped nylons / and sorrow.”
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CNF "Gyula" by Zary Fekete
“Gyula said his father used to read to him from the Bible at night. He said he had nostalgic memories about the book’s smell: dust and candle wax.”
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“Gyula said his father used to read to him from the Bible at night. He said he had nostalgic memories about the book’s smell: dust and candle wax.”
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Gyula — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Zary Fekete “Gyula said his father used to read to him from the Bible at night. He said he had nostalgic memories about the book’s smell: dust and candle wax.”
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January 25, 2026 at 12:23 AM
CNF "Gyula" by Zary Fekete
“Gyula said his father used to read to him from the Bible at night. He said he had nostalgic memories about the book’s smell: dust and candle wax.”
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“Gyula said his father used to read to him from the Bible at night. He said he had nostalgic memories about the book’s smell: dust and candle wax.”
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"Three Poems" by Saima Afreen (from Issue 5, Theme 04: "Gastronomy")
“There’s no midnight hour in a pink / drink. It opens its atoms in a slow / dance from the mouth of the carafe / to the edge of your lips…”
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“There’s no midnight hour in a pink / drink. It opens its atoms in a slow / dance from the mouth of the carafe / to the edge of your lips…”
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Three Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine
Poetry by Saima Afreen “There’s no midnight hour in a pink / drink. It opens its atoms in a slow / dance from the mouth of the carafe / to the edge of your lips…”
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January 24, 2026 at 1:42 AM
"Three Poems" by Saima Afreen (from Issue 5, Theme 04: "Gastronomy")
“There’s no midnight hour in a pink / drink. It opens its atoms in a slow / dance from the mouth of the carafe / to the edge of your lips…”
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“There’s no midnight hour in a pink / drink. It opens its atoms in a slow / dance from the mouth of the carafe / to the edge of your lips…”
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CNF "The Scent of Oranges" by Laura Claridge
“I think of her every time I cut into an orange, divide its segments, and inhale its scent, the bitter with the sweet.”
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“I think of her every time I cut into an orange, divide its segments, and inhale its scent, the bitter with the sweet.”
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The Scent of Oranges — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Laura Claridge “I think of her every time I cut into an orange, divide its segments, and inhale its scent, the bitter with the sweet.”
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January 24, 2026 at 1:36 AM
CNF "The Scent of Oranges" by Laura Claridge
“I think of her every time I cut into an orange, divide its segments, and inhale its scent, the bitter with the sweet.”
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“I think of her every time I cut into an orange, divide its segments, and inhale its scent, the bitter with the sweet.”
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Poem "One Week Later" by John Pring
“threshing tide sweeps / shakes across the field cherry / leaves yielding / like civilians / swooning / to gunfire”
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“threshing tide sweeps / shakes across the field cherry / leaves yielding / like civilians / swooning / to gunfire”
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Three Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by John Pring “threshing tide sweeps / shakes across the field cherry / leaves yielding / like civilians / swooning / to gunfire”
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January 24, 2026 at 1:33 AM
Poem "One Week Later" by John Pring
“threshing tide sweeps / shakes across the field cherry / leaves yielding / like civilians / swooning / to gunfire”
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“threshing tide sweeps / shakes across the field cherry / leaves yielding / like civilians / swooning / to gunfire”
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Fiction "Luna Is a Good Girl" by Keith Kopp
“‘Luna has had multiple seizures this morning and though that in itself does not necessarily mean anything, she has also had a brain bleed.’
‘Shit,’ Kim whispers.”
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“‘Luna has had multiple seizures this morning and though that in itself does not necessarily mean anything, she has also had a brain bleed.’
‘Shit,’ Kim whispers.”
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Luna is a Good Girl — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Keith Kopp “‘Luna has had multiple seizures this morning and though that in itself does not necessarily mean anything, she has also had a brain bleed.’ ‘Shit,’ Kim whispers.”
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January 24, 2026 at 1:29 AM
Fiction "Luna Is a Good Girl" by Keith Kopp
“‘Luna has had multiple seizures this morning and though that in itself does not necessarily mean anything, she has also had a brain bleed.’
‘Shit,’ Kim whispers.”
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“‘Luna has had multiple seizures this morning and though that in itself does not necessarily mean anything, she has also had a brain bleed.’
‘Shit,’ Kim whispers.”
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Fiction "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.”
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“I had been a teacher, wife, mother, and activist. Now, I was an activist only, and my life became war.”
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All the Wars — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Jaime Gill “I had been a teacher, wife, mother, and activist. Now, I was an activist only, and my life became war.”
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January 23, 2026 at 7:10 AM
Fiction "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.”
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“I had been a teacher, wife, mother, and activist. Now, I was an activist only, and my life became war.”
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CNF "Vanity and Vexation of Spirit (or This Family Kills Fascists)" by Israel Allen
“...we laughed and congratulated ourselves and went back to hiking and shooting and insulting one another…I don’t believe we ever spoke of it again.”
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“...we laughed and congratulated ourselves and went back to hiking and shooting and insulting one another…I don’t believe we ever spoke of it again.”
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Vanity and Vexation of Spirit (or This Family Kills Fascists) — The Argyle Literary Magazine
by Israel Allen “For a few seconds, we looked in awe at the work our hands had wrought. Then we laughed and congratulated ourselves and went back to hiking and shooting and insulting one another…I d...
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January 23, 2026 at 7:07 AM
CNF "Vanity and Vexation of Spirit (or This Family Kills Fascists)" by Israel Allen
“...we laughed and congratulated ourselves and went back to hiking and shooting and insulting one another…I don’t believe we ever spoke of it again.”
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“...we laughed and congratulated ourselves and went back to hiking and shooting and insulting one another…I don’t believe we ever spoke of it again.”
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