Heatstroke
I marry a blond man. When I kiss him on the lips, he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. Flowers of all colors rain down from the sky, and the sound of cheers and applause begins to rise. My wedding ...
A short story by Fereshteh Ahmadi Translated by Siavash Saadlou
LAR Online, Translations
Three days a week, David sat at Ms. Bowen’s kitchen table and repeated back, say, sun, soup, sip, sick, said, sail. When he did well, she rewarded him with a chocolate from the freezer, hard and tasteless. When ...
Say, Sun, Soup by Michael Stewart
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
2020
The first fall of my empty nest, a white-hot aloneness. Covid-19 raging, and no vaccine against it. No café, no colleagues, no classes except on my laptop.
And suddenly it’s raining ash. Stay inside, seal ...
Fire Song by Samina Najmi
LAR Online, Nonfiction
So little of my work gives you joy.My vocab so little. The moon cares about so little.From you I’ve heard so little. The window unit drips.So little love you gave to the azaleas that I grew.When I write, I think so ...
Serenade by Weijia Pan
LAR Online, Poetry
It was like clockwork, the way the sun fell behind the horizon leaving only the breeze of encroaching night. Although, I suppose it’s clockwork that reflects our position around the sun, not the other way around. ...
Barbarians by Corey Lee
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
1Лишь скажи: «Приди!», и я приду -По воде, по воздуху, по огню,По серебряному, словно зеркало, льду.Бриллиантом маленьким ...
Two poems By Milena Makarova Translated by Richard Coombes
LAR Online, Translations
The Under Hum by Simone Muench and Jackie K. White
Review by Jenny Grassl
Publisher: Black Lawrence Press
Publication Date: 2024
ISBN: 978-1-62557-070-3
Pages: 66
Single image photographs are often perceived as ...
The Under Hum by Simone Muench and Jackie K. White Review by Jenny Grassl
Book Reviews, LAR Online
The summer is fleeting & I am young & I refuse to find myself within the haunted housecalled my home -- my father stripping the walls to their flesh then abandoning them, the skeleton of the ancient tin ceiling ...
With Which A Fox Blooms In The Winterport Graveyard by Denise Bickford Hopkins
LAR Online, Poetry
I decide to have an affair the day after my husband starts filming. The idea first sprouts when he mentions audition and romantic lead in the same sentence. It metastasizes when he says he has a call back; festers when ...
