before you i lived in a world of birds.
i cannot say that i was lonely, but i was
alone, bearing witness to their color
and sound. i drew their shapes, listened in,
couldn’t care about faces or words.
before ...
for my brother by Ana Pugatch
LAR Online, Poetry
1.
It's not that I wanted to make her cry. It's just that I could stand it before. My sister and I had terrible fights. They started as soon as she was old enough to talk. As soon as I was old enough to hit. The ...
Convalescence Triptych by Diana Cejas
LAR Online, Nonfiction
reviewed by Sally Smits Masten
Monster Colloquia
Robert Campbell
Hellbox Publications, April 2020
$7.99; 34 pp.
ISBN: 9781734888904
For about a year, while we were binge-watching The Walking Dead, I ...
Review: Monster Colloquia by Robert Campbell
Book Reviews, LAR Online
“That wood went clear through Boyle’s hand,” Scotty said.
“Yeah,” Dale agreed, “They’re too damn cheap to sharpen the saw regular. Always throwing off shards. I hate that goddamn saw.”
He slurped his beer ...
Sinker by John Brady
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
In my hometown it will cost you
7.98 at Walmart if you want it
in blue with a rifle in the talons
of an eagle, or bannered across
a motorcycle that was Born to Ride.
You can drink freedom for 9.99
in Pigeon ...
Freedom Isn’t Free by Aaron Smith
LAR Online, Poetry
I: Halcyon
I grew up in Mountain Lake, Minnesota, just a smudge of a prairie town with very little to recommend it, but which—to its credit—has a name with a sensible origin story. One of the first settlers, seeing a ...
Two Stories by Janice Obuchowski
Fiction, LAR Online
translated by Erin Goodman
Pablo Arreola’s face was distorted. The flash of light imposed a new symmetry on his cheeks, marked by premature old age. Another bolt of lightning caused a subsequent ...
Shots in the Dark by Jorge Olivera Castillo
LAR Online, Translations
Does anyone alive remember them, I wonder,
though as soon as I put it this way, I know
I’m overdramatizing, not unlike the fat,
forever-raging, satin-suited clown called Canio
in i Pagliacci we’d seen on PBS that ...
Summer Evenings of 1974 by Malcolm Farley
LAR Online, Poetry
the baby discovers her hands at around six to eight weeks
the Japanese word for baby /akachan/ contains the word for red /aka/
archaic prints of palms coated in red paint and pressed against cave walls
the baby ...
