The first time Anjali loses her temper, she’s at the grocery store with Jay. He’d legged it from checkout straight to produce, where he’d thrown himself prostrate on the floor. Breathless, she finds him near the ...
Thank You for Sharing by Shreya Fadia
Fiction, LAR Online
Let’s take a deep dive, she says to me. i don’t know into what. i know she owns a pool, but i know the pool is shallow. She takes me to her home, where her shallow pool is. We walk alongside the pool in her backyard ...
The School of How Can I Live by Jared Joseph
Fiction, LAR Online
(Fade In):
EXT: PARK BENCH — MORNING
It is grey. Lightly misting. YOU, an attractive young woman, are wearing maroon leggings. Jacket that crops tight above your waist. Hair up. Sunglasses on your head. Putting ...
Illuminated by Andrew Skola
Fiction, LAR Online
This was back when I was dating Ziggy, when I didn’t know any better, about anything. He had this leather jacket—vintage, according to him, and handmade from the most venerable bull on his grandfather’s ...
Mystery Men by Katie Cortese
Fiction, LAR Online
At 5:05 PM, Martha grabs her purse and heads to the exit. Matt Chomsky is staring through the sliding glass doors to the patio, where very occasionally, when it isn’t too windy, Martha’s co-workers will sit at the ...
C Bad Drivers by Kim Magowan
Fiction, LAR Online
The movie is post-apocalyptic. A desolate army outpost sits in the shadow of a giant, rusted-out Ferris Wheel in a barren wasteland.
“No one would ride on that,” my mother leans over and whispers in my ear. ...
Concessions by Elizabeth Stix
Fiction, LAR Online
After our mother died, Gemma, my brother’s girlfriend, moved in. Her situation at home was even more fucked than ours, so I agreed to it, though it’s not like I could really refuse. Mostly, I couldn’t hear the two ...
Temporary Organ by Lauren Slaughter
Fiction, LAR Online
There are three groups of people—the living, the dead, and those at sea.
-attributed to Anacharsis, c. 6th century B.C.
My landlady, Magda, was a ventriloquist. She threw her voice with eerie precision from ...
The Living, The Dead, and Those at Sea by Cary Holladay
Fiction, LAR Online
The air wasn’t working too well, all the windows were open. I wiped down the bar counter. My wrist was bare, but I checked it for the time anyway. There was a clock across the room, but it inaccurately displayed a ...