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

  • Christmas Gifts

    By D. Ryan Lafferty It was a cold December morning and the sun wouldn’t be up for hours. Jeremy just couldn’t sleep while his mind was racing, so he threw off the blankets and shivered in the chill of the morning air. The house was silent except for the irregular ticking of the heating grate.… Read more

  • Scarecrow

    By D. Ryan Lafferty Looking over her shoulder, Jillian swore she could see the shadow looming behind the lamp post, a black mass with a wicked shape, darker than the night that surrounded her. An oversized flower pot obstructed her view of the sidewalk, and she hurried faster down the street. She stumbled where the… Read more

  • The Neighbors Next Door

    By D. Ryan Lafferty Jerry was a good man, well, as good a man as any, you might say. He took care of his home, his yard, that cherry-red mustang in the drive; all those little important things, like a good neighbor should. He was kind enough to the folks next door or the couples… Read more

  • Rush Hour

    By D. Ryan Lafferty It would have been Doomsday if not for the congestion at 9:15 on a bright Monday morning in northern New Jersey. Brake lights for miles on end burned in furious rage, bringing every single lane to a grinding halt. Just another day for the countless commuters wringing their watches, and hearts… Read more

  • Rush Hour (Full Column)

    (reproduced here in the format of the original column as published in People Papers August 2024 edition) “The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a… Read more

  • Summer Storm

    The loudest voices in the room shall pass like rolling thunder which punctuates the hot summer storm.  A brief booming terror, a startling moment of sheer surprise,and then the quiet exhale of lasting peace; an enduring calm.  Daylight breaks in silence, with whispers of the dawn, each shadow cowers, vanishing from sight, trembling in fear of the new… Read more

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  • Christmas Gifts

    By D. Ryan Lafferty It was a cold December morning and the sun wouldn’t be up for hours. Jeremy just couldn’t sleep while his mind was racing, so he threw off the blankets and shivered in the chill of the morning air. The house was silent except for the irregular ticking of the heating grate.… Read more

  • Scarecrow

    By D. Ryan Lafferty Looking over her shoulder, Jillian swore she could see the shadow looming behind the lamp post, a black mass with a wicked shape, darker than the night that surrounded her. An oversized flower pot obstructed her view of the sidewalk, and she hurried faster down the street. She stumbled where the… Read more

  • The Neighbors Next Door

    By D. Ryan Lafferty Jerry was a good man, well, as good a man as any, you might say. He took care of his home, his yard, that cherry-red mustang in the drive; all those little important things, like a good neighbor should. He was kind enough to the folks next door or the couples… Read more

  • Rush Hour

    By D. Ryan Lafferty It would have been Doomsday if not for the congestion at 9:15 on a bright Monday morning in northern New Jersey. Brake lights for miles on end burned in furious rage, bringing every single lane to a grinding halt. Just another day for the countless commuters wringing their watches, and hearts… Read more

  • Rush Hour (Full Column)

    (reproduced here in the format of the original column as published in People Papers August 2024 edition) “The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a… Read more

  • Summer Storm

    The loudest voices in the room shall pass like rolling thunder which punctuates the hot summer storm.  A brief booming terror, a startling moment of sheer surprise,and then the quiet exhale of lasting peace; an enduring calm.  Daylight breaks in silence, with whispers of the dawn, each shadow cowers, vanishing from sight, trembling in fear of the new… Read more