Alice from the office knows I am Taiwanese like her. Her desk is to my left, my seat is to her right, our coats are left and right of each other in the middle. Alice’s accent makes no apologies. Her gaze says I know ...
Alice Chats Sky by Tiffany Hsieh
LAR Online, Poetry
On the morning of Rosie’s thirty-fifth birthday, Suresh conceded that his wife was an imposter. He suspected that his Rosie must have only recently been replaced by this Rosie, since up to a few weeks ago his wife ...
The Not So Liberating Art of Sussing Out A Fraud by Rajiv Ramkhalawan
Fiction, LAR Online
Every morning at 9 am, I hurl myself into the world; I feed the animals their hay, their burgundy-colored bits, fill their water from the spring, check for injuries, count them all up. Summer afternoons, I give them ...
Notes from Grief by Katie Culligan
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Too close...................... to call you but I’ll still
call you, sister, different ...................... rooms of the same
house ringing, and I’ll ramble ...................... down the stairs
until ...
Poem Mouthed to My TV, Election Week by Emma DePanise
LAR Online, Poetry
Before leaving for his tour in Vietnam, Marty’s mother insisted he and his brother Glen gather a jar of sea glass from the small pebble beach in front of their home. Ava instructed her sons to count three hundred and ...
Glass by Christy O’Callaghan
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
New York
The storm front has not lowered to the horizon yet.
She walks in a drizzling rain down Forsyth
where the street turns parallel with the Manhattan bridge.
She is now walking by the Orthodox ...
3 Poems translated by John Poch
LAR Online, Translations
Atomizer by Elizabeth A. I. Powell
Publisher : LSU Press (September 9, 2020)
Language : English
Paperback : 108 pages
ISBN-10 : 0807173908
ISBN-13 : ...
Atomizer by Elizabeth A. I. Powell reviewed by Kerrin McCadden
Book Reviews, LAR Online
In the Instruction Manual for Where to Find You
all of the apostrophes have been removed
and recipes are scribbled onto every other page,
each one calls for duck fat and something ...
2 Poems by Matthew Otremba
LAR Online, Poetry
Fall had dropped on the Low Country, pounced, like it had been watching us from a distance and decided the time was right. Just as it caught, it retracted its claws, and the heat swelled again, leaving a heavy layer of ...
