Literary Crumbs: Poems & Short Stories to Savor by D. Ryan Lafferty

  • The Things We Own

    By D. Ryan Lafferty Margery Corman took great pride in her home. She delighted in sweeping the kitchen floor, dusting the few tchotchkes that lived on her shelves, and gently wiping down all of the gadgets and gizmos, her sundry electronics, that seem to be ever-present in the modern world. The dawn of early morning… Read more

  • Walking in Circles

    By D. Ryan Lafferty I remember, as a boy, seeing an elephant at the circus. This was not one of those large specimens draped in tapestry, standing on the shoulders of other goliaths, but somewhat smaller; a medium-sized pachyderm if there is such a thing. This one, my little giant friend, was a kiddie ride… Read more

  • Gravedigger

    By D. Ryan Lafferty It’s always quiet here in the yard; peaceful slumber, well, that’s the idea isn’t it? I can understand why the townsfolk are creeped out by this place. The gray slabs and rain worn marble look like something out of a Universal Classic horror movie. As if at any moment now, Bela… Read more

  • Old Jim Sievers

    By D. Ryan Lafferty The heat rose from a wide, rough, and dusty road in shimmering waves. It breathed dry and heavy upon the faces of the good people of Sun Valley, a half-dead town torn from the pages of a Zane Grey novel. There were children scrambling in the shade and leaping from clap-board… Read more

  • Illustrated Poem: Oh Lightning Bug, You Firefly

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  • After the Blast

    by D. Ryan Lafferty It was high noon on a Sunday when we heard the rumble. Somewhere, far off in the distance, the subtle boom, deceivingly soft for its magnitude, unimaginable to the poor souls who barely paid it any mind. This clarion call, the bedroom alarm of the doomsday clock, a harbinger foretelling a… Read more

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  • The Things We Own

    By D. Ryan Lafferty Margery Corman took great pride in her home. She delighted in sweeping the kitchen floor, dusting the few tchotchkes that lived on her shelves, and gently wiping down all of the gadgets and gizmos, her sundry electronics, that seem to be ever-present in the modern world. The dawn of early morning… Read more

  • Walking in Circles

    By D. Ryan Lafferty I remember, as a boy, seeing an elephant at the circus. This was not one of those large specimens draped in tapestry, standing on the shoulders of other goliaths, but somewhat smaller; a medium-sized pachyderm if there is such a thing. This one, my little giant friend, was a kiddie ride… Read more

  • Gravedigger

    By D. Ryan Lafferty It’s always quiet here in the yard; peaceful slumber, well, that’s the idea isn’t it? I can understand why the townsfolk are creeped out by this place. The gray slabs and rain worn marble look like something out of a Universal Classic horror movie. As if at any moment now, Bela… Read more

  • Old Jim Sievers

    By D. Ryan Lafferty The heat rose from a wide, rough, and dusty road in shimmering waves. It breathed dry and heavy upon the faces of the good people of Sun Valley, a half-dead town torn from the pages of a Zane Grey novel. There were children scrambling in the shade and leaping from clap-board… Read more

  • Illustrated Poem: Oh Lightning Bug, You Firefly

    Read more

  • After the Blast

    by D. Ryan Lafferty It was high noon on a Sunday when we heard the rumble. Somewhere, far off in the distance, the subtle boom, deceivingly soft for its magnitude, unimaginable to the poor souls who barely paid it any mind. This clarion call, the bedroom alarm of the doomsday clock, a harbinger foretelling a… Read more