Literary Yard

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Month: December 2014

Poem: Child of the dragons

By: Linda M. Crate i’ve seen the dragons they come out at night when everyone is sleeping drift through the clouds with their eyes large as the moon, and they watch me underneath an audience of stars but they never…

Story: The Absence

By: Adreyo Sen When she was five, she was a brave little boy, addicted to Gi Joe, who dreamt of earning his father’s gratitude by saving him from terrorists.  She was in love with her pretty English teacher.             When…

Poem: I invited her to hang out

By: Donald Buhl-Brown I invited her over tonight, to hang out I said. The trash is overflowing in my bins, my clothes are littered across my floor. More dirty than clean, the same for the clothes on my body. I shouldn’t…