By: Kenneth M. Kapp ~ ~ ~ The King Is In             The Joker cried, “The King is in, the King is in. I know he’s in,” as he was dragged off to the dungeon.             He was thrown into…

By: Clive Aaron Gill The day before Mami died in San Juan, Puerto Rico, she whispered, “Gabriela, my beautiful girl, my mattress is for you. Your nana gave it to me.” At ten years old, I missed Mami terribly. I…

(Featured Photo Credits: Roberto Rossellini, Rome Open City (1945)) By John Califano During the early stages of the “pandemic” and the ensuing global lockdowns, I spent serious time in my apartment unsure of exactly what the hell was going on….

In the literary world, awards play an important role in highlighting and celebrating exceptional works. Beyond the accolades and prestige, literary awards serve as powerful instruments for promoting diverse voices, fostering inclusivity, and encouraging fresh perspectives. In many of the…

Lately, Literary Yard team has tried to pull through some of the famous titles for review. “The Midnight Library” by Matt Haig is one such that is not only a captivating novel but one that delves into themes of regret,…

In the early 20th century, modern poetry emerged as a rebellious departure from the structured, often rhyming verses of the past. Pioneering movements like Imagism, led by poets Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot, championed clarity, precision, and vivid imagery. Think…

By: Almustapha Umar What is hope when everything is lost and dreams are dead?I ask myself again and again.Is it a memory that refuses to fade—A fleeting thought that vanishes in shadows?Wait, is it a lost wish—a longing that’s lost…

By Ranjit Kulkarni Something wasn’t right. His optic cameras were blurred. He checked the respiratory console. Eighteen per minute. Then he checked the wiring in his heart device. A pumping rate of eighty per minute. High but ok. But when…

By: Richard LeDue A Spiritual Awakening of Sorts Your undershirt is three days old,stinks of sweat and whisky,while the dress shirt is limpon the floor like a castoff skin,leaving you fresh, readyfor another lively nightlistening to dead musiciansand so sure…

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