When I was fifteen, playing field hockey in Alta Plaza Park with my friend Lucy, two men picked us up. When I say “men,” I mean just that: they were years older than us (hours later I was to learn Théo was ...
Alta Plaza Park by Kim Magowan
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
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 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
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 front door is damaged, and the windows are broken, by a series of storms, so everyone sneaks in- humans, blackbirds, moths, vines. Dad drove away, wrote a prayer hotline number on the kitchen wall. We hide in the ...
Shards by Tara Isabel Zambrano
Fiction, LAR Online
A good run it’s been so far, Julian thinks, this thing between him and Sammie – nights out while ignoring her husband’s calls, trysts in hotel rooms purchased merely for the self-aware absurdity. The brief escape ...
Salsa by Jason Peck
Fiction, LAR Online
Second runner-up in the 2020 Los Angeles Review Literary Awards, in the category of flash fiction.
Final Judge: Ellen Meeropol
I covered my eyes. I hid in the circular clothing racks. I trimmed off a small portion ...
ways to disappear by Tarah Knaresboro
Award Winners, Fiction, LAR Online
Fiona’s eyes were moons when she came out of the bathroom. “I spent sixty years in there,” she said, and normally this would be a joke, a ha ha what’d you do in there, get ready for the Oscars? kind of thing, but ...
Haunt by Nicole VanderLinden
Fiction, LAR Online
