Modesty not when the mood strikes,
.................................................when the mood is struck.
I change on a cellular basis in ignorant repetition—the infinite
scroll of a body switched on— ...
Palinody by Caroline Crew
LAR Online, Poetry
—For Feiga Maler, 1919-1942, who died in the Kraków Ghetto
When she was fenced off even from herself, she had that strangled feeling
as if the alphabet forgot her lips.
How did she mend thoughts that snapped like ...
[When she was fenced off even from herself] by Yerra Sugarman
LAR Online, Poetry
The four walls of the Setco Plastics Factory
were built around my sister’s name—its red
lip, its pride, its dark hair pulled up to where
she couldn’t see it. Her words were sifted
through a wall of exhaust ...
Carmen by Gustavo Hernandez
LAR Online, Poetry
before you i lived in a world of birds.
i cannot say that i was lonely, but i was
alone, bearing witness to their color
and sound. i drew their shapes, listened in,
couldn’t care about faces or words.
before ...
for my brother by Ana Pugatch
LAR Online, Poetry
In my hometown it will cost you
7.98 at Walmart if you want it
in blue with a rifle in the talons
of an eagle, or bannered across
a motorcycle that was Born to Ride.
You can drink freedom for 9.99
in Pigeon ...
Freedom Isn’t Free by Aaron Smith
LAR Online, Poetry
Does anyone alive remember them, I wonder,
though as soon as I put it this way, I know
I’m overdramatizing, not unlike the fat,
forever-raging, satin-suited clown called Canio
in i Pagliacci we’d seen on PBS that ...
Summer Evenings of 1974 by Malcolm Farley
LAR Online, Poetry
State tests found more than 65,000 children in the city
with dangerously high blood-lead levels from 1993 to 2013.
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Even Ovid knew it was love’s antidote—
the arrow meant for ...
Half-Lives by Carol Quinn
LAR Online, Poetry, Uncategorized
Because I thought it was raining, I leaned back
into a deeper part of myself. Womb-like, safe.
The house was sturdy, would survive high winds,
though none were on the radar. Why did I think
it was raining? It ...
At the End of Each Sentence by Jeff Hardin
LAR Online, Poetry
Saw my brother in a wolf, in wildflowers
climate change, bobcats, javelina, and praying
mantis, lilac scent, laughter. Saw him howling
himself back onto the sidewalk of his life
before he lay his body in front of a ...
Missing by Mary Morris
LAR Online, Poetry
