Faith (after Alain Bosquet)
God tempts me in my language.
As I reject Him, I feel remorse.
He is that within me which is
repulsed by the smallness in me.
I create God to limit ...
Two Poems by Joshua McKinney
LAR Online, Poetry
She is on the commode when I find her, head bent nearly to the floor, arms reaching for her walker in supplication. The outline of her spine is like the bent balsa skeleton of a kite, strong and so close to snapping. ...
DEPARTURE by Hal Ackerman
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Meatballs with Tomato SauceMy joy is filled with fragrant scentsthat blend with flavors, rich and intense,a simple taste I sometimes adore––meatballs with tomato sauce, nothing more.I search for the ladder in the ...
Three Poems by Livia Aymonino Translated by Caroline Laganas
LAR Online, Translations
One More World Like This World by Carlie Hoffman
Review by Shannon Vare Christine
Publisher: Four Way Books
Publication Date: March 2025
ISBN: 978-1-961897-28-1
Pages: 80
In One More World Like This World, Carlie ...
One More World Like This World by Carlie Hoffman Review by Shannon Vare Christine
Book Reviews, LAR Online, Uncategorized
My wife tried to wring every drop out of music. She read up on what foods doubled as hearing enhancers and thereafter every meal involved some combination of spinach, potatoes, broccoli, liver, wheat germ, mango, kiwi, ...
Once is Enough by Victor McConnell
Fiction, LAR Online
I. Boothbay
I contemplate my bad habits as I gaze over a harbor in Maine at a glowing cathedral, floating on the third day of a booze high and letting the scarce appearance of the sun turn me soppy. I figure Jesus ...
I Never Met A Man Who Didn’t Turn Mean About His Sleep by Emily DeYoung
LAR Online, Nonfiction
ZEJNEPA AROSE EARLYZejnepa arose early.She arose before dawn.She swept her vast quarters,She baked hot loaves of bread,She cobbled light footgear,Then she began looking for her Kurto.She went far in search of him.There ...
Gorani Lyrics Translated by Denis Ferhatović
LAR Online, Translations
Tuesday afternoons my prof & I would meet because I knew the guy who supervised the cages, who’d unlock the token box so we could swing for free. I’d watch as Alan — bifocals sweat-streaked & pacemaker ...
Intro to Poetry by Reed Turchi
LAR Online, Poetry
"Are you gonna do it?" Ava Gardner’s clone leans against the wall, her black tube top indifferent to gravity.
"Do what?" Betsy asks, even though she knows.
Ava Gardner Jr. (nom de scene) drove her home last week in ...
Betsy’s Risk by Delaina Hlavin
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
