Literary Yard

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Month: September 2020

Paris of the East

By: Ram Govardhan Oh! My Dear Beirut,my heartfelt commiserations. The last time we met,about five summers ago,it was at the very seaportthat is in shambles now.Even the majestic naval base,has endured a generous jolt. I love your iron heart, dear.Yeah,…

Scream and Shout

By Eric P. Koch I scream and shout as I storm into battleThrough mud and field I run.Firing at the unseen “enemy”But enemy, no, that can’t possibly beFor they are all my brothers. I scream and shout as I storm…

The Manuscript

By: Jack Bristow      The large van lurched up the snow-capped mountains, higher and higher, farther and farther away from civilization. Scotty Kline, forty-four, scruffy faced, was behind the wheel navigating the many twists, turns and straddling the black ice,…

Night-dreaming

By: Paweł Markiewicz I have dreamed during the whole night. A dreamy Erlking has come to me with his wizardry of muses. I opened my dear soul for his fulfillment as well as for the dreamery full of moonlit night….