Once my father took me with him to throw a gun in the river. This was on a Saturday morning in early winter. We climbed into his pickup, and he set the gun, a pistol, down on the seat between us. We both looked at it for ...
The Hollows by Tom Howard
Fiction, LAR Online
Raw almonds, ¼ cup
Raw cantaloupe, 1 cup
Steamed broccoli, 1/2 cup
Cheetos, 1 bag
Turned to internet last night, despite better judgment. Didn’t know what else to do, have been trying to get less fat for months now ...
Figures by Sophie Grossman
Fiction, LAR Online
When Eyimofe told Yewande that he would be returning home for this season’s Christmas and New Year holidays, she decided to keep it a secret from everyone who had been a part of his journey to America. But everyone who ...
Bugs From America by Temi Mosimiloluwa
Fiction, LAR Online
By the time we reached Temecula, she was pretty strung out. Her pink toenails looked like little candies against the gray leather dashboard, her knees jackknifed against her chest as she rocked back and forth. I tried to ...
Meteora by Alex Treuber
Fiction, LAR Online
In the church in the fields, the original statue of Our Lady of Sonsoles sits near the sacristy. A copy stands at the altar. Legend has it that whenever attempts were made to carry the original from the grounds, it grew ...
Birthday at the Hermitage by Lana Spendl
Fiction, LAR Online
Cecile asks Frederic how he’d kill her if he had to and he doesn’t hesitate to answer. They’re in the kitchen, which opens onto the living room, and it all belongs to her. She pays the rent, and he stays there ...
Mercy by Cerissa DiValentino
Fiction, LAR Online
You have to leave now and outside the wind is unwavering along the windows. On the old oak nightstand the telephone screams and falls silent, screams again and falls silent, screams and no one answers, screams and no ...
January by Hannah Liberman
Fiction, LAR Online
The Falling Year
I fell from the roof of a building on the first day of the year and didn’t stop falling until the last. It’s not true what they say—that you fall so fast you can’t breathe, or that your heart ...
2024 Short Fiction Award Winner: Kayla Chang
Award Winners, Fiction
We wrap dark, dome-shaped chocolates in foil with cold fingers. We affix a sticker with Mata’s face to the top of each wrapped chocolate. The wall-mounted air-conditioning unit blows icy air on us. The chocolate room ...
A Golden Light by Mary Katherine Carr
Fiction, LAR Online
