Literary Yard

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Month: July 2019

Service Disruption

By: Antonia Schuster His nonchalant Kik message springs on to my screen at 3.20: How about 3.30 near Platform 28 bar? I make hasty excuses to my staff, sending them flighty Skype messages just got to duck out for half…

Mother – a poem

By Jane Collins-Philippe She goes to the fridge to let my brother in at the door and puts the butter in the oven along with her hat and the napkins normally meant for the table. When she forgets where she’s…

Never Cry Woolf

By: Jane Collins-Philippe The water level was high, the current strong. The familiar blue-grey ribbon tumbled wildly as it worked its way to wherever it is that rivers go. Leafy silence was interrupted only by the chirping of birds and…

Poem: Loneliness

By: Woody Fran She wants so desperately to love And to be loved A love more powerful than the word itself The type only portrayed in movies She wants once again to trust As a newborn clings to its mother…

Miss Directions

By: Gary Zenker It’s the same argument every time the two of them are in the car together with me. “Don’t listen to her, she’s telling you the long way. Turn left here and then go straight,” my wife commands….

The Generous Tip

By Robert Feinstein Back in the seventies, I used to drive a cab on Sundays. It was tough work and I was grateful that hacking, which in those days had nothing to do with computers, was not my full-time job….

Science Fiction Haiku and Tanka

By: Denny E. Marshall Science Fiction Haiku black hole each a galaxy black hole deep space probe survives long enough to find got the color wrong all the things you did last month, alien watching on T.V. tonight aliens assure…