Across Fifth Avenue — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Robert L. Singer “I took a survey of the ghosts / Who undermine long rooms at night / A sighting of simply scarce / Bastards floating freely as you think / Yes, you’re the late one so / Enter the...

Poetry "Across Fifth Avenue" by Robert L. Singer

“I took a survey of the ghosts / Who undermine long rooms at night / A sighting of simply scarce / Bastards floating freely as you think / Yes, you’re the late one so / Enter the performance…”

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Saturday Shout-Out ~ April 18, 2026 Check out new releases from established & up-and-coming literary publications

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Here's a new batch of lit mag poetry, small press books, and writer interviews! Featuring @funfunfunicular.bsky.social @adroitjournal.bsky.social @elyabraden.bsky.social @theargylelitmag.bsky.social @swwim.bsky.social @jessicaballen.bsky.social

Three Micros — The Argyle Literary Magazine Micro-Fiction by Mikki Aronoff “The man with no eyes and ears who tunes pianos tap-tap-taps at our door at the creaky-crack of dawn and plunks his satchel of tools down next to the spinet.”

Micro-fiction "The Prodigy Maker" by Mikki Aronoff

“The man with no eyes and ears who tunes pianos tap-tap-taps at our door at the creaky-crack of dawn and plunks his satchel of tools down next to the spinet.”

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Wet Willy — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Erica Anderson “Middle school boys are gross. Rule number one: keep your hands to yourself.”

Nonfiction "Wet Willy" by Erica Anderson

“Middle school boys are gross. Rule number one: keep your hands to yourself.”

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The Blue Dress Lady — The Argyle Literary Magazine by John Power “Her bright blue eyes matched her bright blue dress and gave her the look of the universal grandmother that Julie never had.”

Fiction "The Blue Dress Lady" by John Power

“Her bright blue eyes matched her bright blue dress and gave her the look of the universal grandmother that Julie never had.”

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Shelter and Storm — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Nicholas Schmidt “So much flailing at the abyss. So much strife. Replaying the incident, I see the wounds: What fire rages in his head. That hate in his spit.”

CNF "Shelter and Storm" by Nicholas Schmidt

“So much flailing at the abyss. So much strife. Replaying the incident, I see the wounds: What fire rages in his head. That hate in his spit.”

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A Lucky House — The Argyle Literary Magazine Flash Fiction by Penny Nolte “Over the door was one of Grandpa’s horseshoes. Still holding the luck in.”

Flash Fiction "A Lucky House" by Penny Nolte (from Theme 06: "Bucolia")

“Over the door was one of Grandpa’s horseshoes. Still holding the luck in.”

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The Organ Grider — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Marcus Silcock “Every morning, Mags sat naked on the beach, counting her breaths, awaiting nothing, purely centred, while the tourists flocked the promenade, purchasing one thing after another, a...

Micro-fiction "The Organ Grinder" by Marcus Silcock

“Every morning, Mags sat naked on the beach, counting her breaths, awaiting nothing, purely centred, while the tourists flocked the promenade, purchasing one thing after another, licking their ice cream.”

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Six Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Matt Zambito “Your ticking / heart? Thanks to / plagues of / gloom, it’s gone / beyond zombie, / you’ve died inside…”

"That Heaviness" by Matt Zambito

“Your ticking / heart? Thanks to / plagues of / gloom, it’s gone / beyond zombie, / you’ve died inside…”

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Digital Art by merlin flower — The Argyle Literary Magazine

Digital Art by merlin flower

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REVERBS — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Kirby Michael Wright “The air smells metallic. This is practice murder for Iran, Cuba, and parts unknown. Who will die? Parents and children. Marines will teach lessons to refugees starving in te...

CNF "REVERBS" by Kirby Michael Wright

“The air smells metallic. This is practice murder for Iran, Cuba, and parts unknown. Who will die? Parents and children. Marines will teach lessons to refugees starving in tents.”

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Smart Search List of the Day The Smart Search List of the Day is: Fee-Free Mainstream Short Stories feat. @terrainorg.bsky.social @ghoststorylover.bsky.social @solarpunklitmag.bsky.social @theargylelitmag.bsky.social et al. https://duotrope.com/search/smart/fiction/fee-free-mainstream-short-stories-Iqole4mp

The Smart Search List of the Day is: Fee-Free Mainstream Short Stories feat. @terrainorg.bsky.social @ghoststorylover.bsky.social @solarpunklitmag.bsky.social @theargylelitmag.bsky.social et al. https://duotrope.com

Flash Fiction "The Corpse of Newson Farm" by Thomas Misuraca

“A female body was found tied to the barbed-wire fence at the north end of Newson’s Farm. It had been out there the entire winter, one of the worst the county had ever seen.”

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Poem "Mint Tea in Tunis" by Trae Stewart

“Inside, tea burns amber, / tilted toward spellcraft, / sugar dissolved beyond consent. / Mint rises—green constellations, leaves bruised by deliberate fingers, / knowledge transferred skin to skin.”

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Grace — The Argyle Literary Magazine Fiction by Randy Tierce “I would often lie awake in that tiny country farmhouse just listening to the sounds of the night. The lamentations of the whippoorwills. The yipping of the coyotes. The comp...

Fiction "Grace" Fiction by Randy Tierce (from Theme 06: "Bucolia")

“The lamentations of the whippoorwills. The yipping of the coyotes. The complaints of northbound cattle trucks downshifting, their jake brakes blapping strong objections to slowing down.”

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Six Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Maxwell Bauman “The mighty Kraken drags long ancient tentacles; / the remains of sunken ship stick to suction cups.”

Poem "Kraken" by Maxwell Bauman

“The mighty Kraken drags long ancient tentacles; / the remains of sunken ship stick to suction cups.”

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Letter to Liri — The Argyle Literary Magazine Digital Art by Pierre Gervois

Digital Art "Letter to Liri" by Pierre Gervois

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Three Micros — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Trae Stewart “It starts in the pharmacy, under lights that make everyone look guilty.”

"Three Micros" by Trae Stewart

“It starts in the pharmacy, under lights that make everyone look guilty.”

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Strangulation As Part of The Performance — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Allen Forrest “Experience is what you get, / when you don't get what you want.”

Poem "Strangulation As Part of The Performance" by Allen Forrest

“Experience is what you get, / when you don't get what you want.”

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Overseeing — The Argyle Literary Magazine Digital Art by Rachel Turney

Digital Art "Overseeing" by Rachel Turney (from Theme 06: "Bucolia")

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Six Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine Poetry by Keith Melton “Now far lies horizon, slender and ever stoic, / tall pines trembling, live oaks, heroic / while buzzards fly on traces of wind, / to warn death comes, again; and again.”

Poem "5 Buzzards" by Keith Melton (from "Theme 06: Bucolia")

“Now far lies horizon, slender and ever stoic, / tall pines trembling, live oaks, heroic / while buzzards fly on traces of wind, / to warn death comes, again; and again.”

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The Return of the Shrew — The Argyle Literary Magazine by A. D. Canareira (trans. by Clare Gaunt) “‘On a plain in Southwestern America, many, many years ago, during the Dust Bowl , or perhaps still today, there lived a tiny and very lonely little shrew...

Fiction "The Return of the Shrew" by A. D. Canareira (trans. by Clare Gaunt)

“‘On a plain in Southwestern America, many, many years ago, during the Dust Bowl, or perhaps still today, there lived a tiny and very lonely little shrew.’”

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Three Micros — The Argyle Literary Magazine by C.C. Russell “It was this that was finally, fatally wearing us down. This constant waking. These echoes of adrenaline.”

HUGE thanks to @theargylelitmag.bsky.social for publishing 3 (!) Of my microfiction pieces in their latest issue! Check them out: www.theargylelitmag.com/fiction-7/ru...
And let me know which one you like best!

Two Poems — The Argyle Literary Magazine by J. Alan Nelson “in the black silt of oceans, / or buried under Arctic snow / that no one will ever shovel away.” 

Poem "More than forty nuclear bombs lie lost" by J. Alan Nelson

“in the black silt of oceans, / or buried under Arctic snow / that no one will ever shovel away.”

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But for the Nettles — The Argyle Literary Magazine Creative Nonfiction by Marshall Moore “[Nettles] thrive in nitrogen-rich soil, leftover from human and animal waste. Not to put too fine a point on it, our shit outlasts our civilizations.”

CNF "But for the Nettles" by Marshall Moore (from Theme 06: "Bucolia")

“[Nettles] thrive in nitrogen-rich soil, leftover from human and animal waste. Not to put too fine a point on it, our shit outlasts our civilizations.”

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Why Do Others Hurt? — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Miles Miller “We can only trust when our eyes are closed. / Even if “you wish to see.”

CNF "Why Do Others Hurt" by Miles Miller

“We can only trust when our eyes are closed. / Even if “you wish to see.”

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If the sun moaned about what she looked like…and a white sliced loaf!
6am Sunblessed. ☀️Thanks @theargylelitmag.bsky.social
Originally written for a prompt from #PoemsAbout

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A little thing I done wrote. Somehow I missed that this was published a couple of weeks ago! This is a slight departure from my usual approach to writing, and it’s more about place. I think it works. See what you think?

The Hunter — The Argyle Literary Magazine by Alvin Kathembe “Into the silvern wood to pursue his injured quarry / like Hansel following a trail of jam / ….The bloody spoor leads him to a starlit clearing— / there the stag lies, gasping, / p...

I have a poem out in @theargylelitmag.bsky.social! Check out ‘The Hunter’>>

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General Subs are OPEN for Issue #8! Send us your poetry, fiction, CNF, and digital art!!!

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