The Warring Dead I For B.T., in memoriamRowdy they push against the fencethat swings between our realm and theirsArmy with no shadow or leaderor uniform save fora ragged pagne a worn-out ...
Three Poems by Sylvie Kandé Translated by Nancy Naomi Carlson
LAR Online, Translations
JoanIn March, Joan staged a photo of mefrom behind a bar as if she was the tender.I watched her spine curve in the mirrorbehind bottles.She thanked me in June:Thank you for the cuterock. She took the pebble and placed ...
Two Poems by Jess Eagle
LAR Online, Poetry
The E.T. Parking Lot is already busy by the time we get there. We laugh in the backseat as one of our moms drives in silence. She is in a bad mood and none of us know why or care at all. The world is ours right now and ...
Universal by Hally Rae Winters
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
As an exercise in mind over matter and decoupling fear from fervor, I shaved my head right after I finished another four months of grotesque chemo as an attempt to even the playing field. Did you know that there’s ...
Regrowth by Judith Cooper
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Son of a Bird by Nin Andrews
Review by Beth Gylys
Publisher: Etruscan Press
Publication Date: April 29, 2025
ISBN: 979-8988198598
Pages: 133
Whether writing about orgasms or childhood illness, Nin Andrews—author ...
Son of a Bird by Nin Andrews Review by Beth Gylys
Book Reviews, LAR Online
A.X. Benjamin lived in a Scandinavian-inspired glass house on the edge of a mountain proximal to rivers and woods. It wasn’t far from the desert, either. Every day, A.X. Benjamin rose at 4 a.m. to write in a semi-fugue ...
The Greatest Living Writer by Sophie Newman
Fiction, LAR Online
The House IRed clay,molded in the mouths of snakes;their house,we, the orphans, stole,comes at us with the fury of the blind yearning to see the light.The Strong Onewon this game and now I ask for rest. I cracked open ...
Three Poems by Leonard Tuchilatu Translated by Irina Hrinoschi
LAR Online, Translations
Translated from the Spanish by Allison A. deFreeseLa Buitrera: Memories, ChildhoodsClarity gradually succumbs to whispers that give back memoriesturned African tulips.I had to wipe my fists clean,filled as they were ...
Three Poems from Notations in Jade by Edinson Aladino Translated by Allison A. deFreese
LAR Online, Translations
I look out my classroom windowand clock the empty air where atree stood for the first decade ofmy career.I once wrote a poem aboutsquirrels scurrying around itsboughs and trunk, but thosesquirrels turned up roadkill in ...
