Poem by: Wadiʿ Saʿada
Translated by: Mahmoud Hosny
From the collection of poems Muhawalat Wasl Diffatayni Bi-sawt (Attempt to Connect Two Shores with Sound) (Beirut: Dar al-Nahaar, 1997)
This lake is ...
Restoring a Dissolved Person translated by: Mahmoud Hosny
LAR Online, Translations
We got Turbo when I was nine years old—he was my twenty-first dog. Half coyote, he was the only one equipped to live to old age on our seven-acre corner in the middle of Kansas nowhere.
On a Sunday afternoon, my ...
Soft Animal by Allie Spikes
LAR Online, Nonfiction
In the last hour of night, I lean into
a book that multiplies its pages.
A settling and a continuum:
bedding down of a sedentary body
and a story of an expanding universe.
For nearly three months I’ve ...
On an Island (New York City) by Joseph O. Legaspi
LAR Online, Poetry
Our new mayor, a rat of his word, announced the crackdown after inauguration.
Rottweilers were rounded up first, muzzled, then marched out of town. Few onlookers said a word: a notorious mauling years back stayed ...
On the Rooftops by Alex Sheal
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
After Children
Looking down at her,
dusk lace on one cream leg
a delicate form cast onto the white bed.
She looks like miles of divinity,
her black hair ...
After Children by Cristina Medina
LAR Online, Poetry
Our front door is damaged, and the windows are broken, by a series of storms, so everyone sneaks in- humans, blackbirds, moths, vines. Dad drove away, wrote a prayer hotline number on the kitchen wall. We hide in the ...
Shards by Tara Isabel Zambrano
Fiction, LAR Online
DIOS
Cuando me muera, no quiero vestirme
ni con la estrella, la cruz, o la luna,
ni con el cisne y el collar de pétalos de loto,
ni con el negro, ni con el blanco, ni con su ...
God, Gift, & Endless Cipher Translated by Zachary Rockwell Ludington
LAR Online, Translations
S Is for Suicide by Francesca Moroney
A is for Alleluia
She is alive!
In Catholic masses, we pray, Christ has died, Alleluia, Christ is risen.
Today I pray not for ...
S Is for Suicide by Francesca Moroney
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Riddle of the Seeker
How to love a blooming orchard
if you won’t eat its sour apples.
To ask for scented roses if you hate
the shit it feeds on. You know a pond ...
Riddle of the Seeker by Beverly Burch
LAR Online, Poetry
