Category: Literature

Literary Junky’s Hometown

City Grime By Caleb Morris The train slows to a halt near Lincoln and the old, metallic doors squeak open. Only three people get in: a businessman with a tailored suit, a teenage African American girl, and a homeless man.…

Literary Junky’s Hometown

Blue Bird on a Cold Morning By anonymous   bluebird lifts himself off the ground with only few gusts of wing strength      drawn up by a puppeteers string to land a flimsy branch it sags down with the…

Literary Junky’s Hometown

The Thousands Storm the Keep By Caleb Morris   The thousands storm the keep- shields up, lances out, swords in sheath. Foe fells friend in sideswept ease; blood scent drifts in the breeze. Arrows down black block the sun- on…

“Wide and Narrow Gates” By Anonymous

Wide and Narrow Gates By Anonymous   I stand at the gates of heaven above, and the crowd behind me gives me a shove.   Which way to go? The road littered with footprints? or the one much less travelled… where…