The drunks had sung at midnight for at least a hundred Mondays. They’d drift down-street after karaoke ended and gather around my blue trash tote.
I was used to their crooning. They could really do it. No ...
Welcome to Ecumenica by Tyler Barton
Fiction, LAR Online
Red had never been to the Aldi by herself since her eyesight began to fail, and it overwhelmed her, the muddled beeping and chatter and footslaps, the efficient shopper-motion, the indistinct items crammed onto rows and ...
Red, Wolfgang, and the Dream by Wendy Elizabeth Wallace
Fiction, LAR Online
God sat down on my garden bench and sighed, putting his hands on his knees, head dipped low. I saw him out of the upstairs window and hurried down. I am not accustomed to strangers walking into the garden uninvited. Many ...
In the Garden by M. Christine Benner Dixon
Fiction, LAR Online
Today is my favorite shift of the year: New Year’s Day. The passengers that ride my bus are mostly quiet; last night’s partygoers have found another way home. It’s just the morning route and the Oregon rain and ...
The Cadence of Rain by Erin Popelka
Fiction, LAR Online
I was seventeen years old and living in the suburbs of Westbrook, Maine, when God rode her skateboard through a flaming hole in the sky. She turned out to be a bit of an asshole in denim and sent forth a cloud of locusts ...
And God Descended Like Hell on Wheels by Francis Walsh
Fiction, LAR Online
I was eighteen and living on two eggs a day. I fried them in soy sauce, pleating them in the pan the way my mother showed me. Don’t break the yolk, she’d say, rolling the oil into pearls. It means you’ll have a ...
Transcendence by K-Ming Chang
Fiction, LAR Online
I didn't want to make a spectacle of the night, but I did want to bring in some turbine. A different flow for Sheila and I. We’d been together for three years and lived at the Lyndon on seventh. There wasn't much
holiday ...
Christmas Eve at the Lyndon Hotel by Henry Lara
Fiction, LAR Online
All you did was use the toilet. Then clear away the blocks Beverly had left scattered in the entryway. You didn’t want anyone to trip later, coming inside. You left her with her sidewalk chalk out in front of the ...
Things Are Already Better Someplace Else by Jody Hobbs Hesler
Fiction, LAR Online
Our new mayor, a rat of his word, announced the crackdown after inauguration.
Rottweilers were rounded up first, muzzled, then marched out of town. Few onlookers said a word: a notorious mauling years back stayed ...
On the Rooftops by Alex Sheal
Fiction, LAR Online
