Literary Yard

By: Ken W. Simpson Revelations Ghosts are memoriesthat refuse to die live with demonsor drown in their tears. ### Sorrow The mountains of mourninggrieve for the deadin the white snows of winter. […]

By Taylor Dibbert Neither,Resurrection,Nor,Revival,What,They’reBuilding,Together,Is,Something,Completely,Different. ### Taylor Dibbert is a widely published writer and journalist. He’s the author of the Peace Corps memoir “Fiesta of Sunset.”

By: R.T. Castleberry WE MEASURE AFTERNOONSIN SMOKE. Early May sinks us,that sends vines creeping toblooms ascent on terrazzo walls;chases battering windsalong canopy sidewalks,through beggars on bikesbartering in desert camo. As I stand […]

By: Roger G. Singer SCATTERED here at thisearth place dust liftsfrom thesmooth walkway carried withoutchoice releasedunequally ontodistant places as the partsscatter anddivide ### REFLECTION the moonin the mirror it’s strengthpulls the gazeand […]

By: Pragya Dhiman I come from a world where lizards bathein toilet tanksand turn into salamanders slippery,like salivating tongues hungryfor their next meal in the dry drought of a sticky heat. I […]

By: Karen Lee Stradford Rescue Somehow, you knew I needed you.You found me when I was lost. My weakness was so obvious.You refused to leave my side. I depended on you to […]

By: Valentin Emelin at first the sound of tearing stringand sunlight candy dropsgot scatteredon the tile floortheir touch of polished amberwas smooth like silkalas I don’t rememberthe namerhymes with a beardno that’s […]

By: Chilaikalaan This morning bought with itself an idea.An idea that I should clean my room.I started by making my bed.I picked up the novels and kept them in a rack.I picked […]

By: Jacquelyn Shah Without Fanfare Without fanfare hoopla handshakeswithout publication or proclamationbenefit of billboardswithout the expectation of applause or awewithout a murmurthe mind starsin its quiet littlebreakdown Dull drum of come on […]