Literary Yard

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Month: January 2015

Story: Blind Men of Broadway

By: Arthur Davis “My shoes are wet.” “You walk through a puddle and you expect them to be dry?” “I expect no more from you,” Abe said lowering himself onto the bench they resided on from noon to three every…

Story: What colour is it?

By: Tulika Bahuguna “How do you always wear it? Oh darling, whenever I see you I’m filled with pity!” She smiled at her old colleague. It was not new. It had become a part of her daily existence; people looking…

Story: “Rising to the Occasion”

By Austin Manchester While some journalists were overseas covering terrorists and revolutions, Clark Donovan was writing a story that people would only read while taking a shit or drinking their coffee. His editor demanded a story by that night about…

Story: House Life

By: Michael C. Keith Haunted for ever by the eternal . –– William Wordsworth The house at 31 Hoover Street came into existence in the midst of the Great Depression. A Craftsman bungalow, it was constructed by L.V. Myerson Builders…

Poem: heartless fox

By: Linda M Crate i fancied you an angel but i was wrong your halo is broken and your wings are black, the song on your lips is the blue lipped death you wish upon all your victims; and i…

Poem: humanity and devils

By: Linda M. Crate every time i want to give up on humanity deem them all devils there’s always one random act of kindness that warms my heart, and i am forced to realize there is still some goodness in…

Poem: my tapestry is my own

By: Linda M. Crate i linger when i know i should be gone because there is no other place for me to be, and i see their eyes judging me; but i have nowhere to go, it’s as if they…

Non-fiction: Deadly Weapons

By: Ruth Z. Deming I drove over to the huge Barnes and Noble shopping center and parked by Heavenly Ham. As a Jew, forbidden to eat pork products as a kid, I developed a lusty appetite for bacon, pork chops, and…

Story: The Fall

By: Gaither Stewart (An unconscious reference to Albert Camus’ La Chute)   At first it had seemed that all of Ferdinando’s problems began when he tore the meniscuses in both knees when he jumped—he subsequently claimed—from a one-meter high stone…