The first day of my sophomore year of high school, I signed up for theater club. In three years, I would be eighteen, and my plan was to pack my belongings and ride a bus to L.A., where I would audition for roles in ...
High School for Dummies by Tatiana Schlote-Bonne
LAR Online, Nonfiction
“Al, I think I fucked up,” Luke announced.
Seeing Luke was agitated, I shut my computer. Usually, nothing much fazed him. When our apartment block caught fire, and we evacuated to a questionable hotel, and when ...
Reprieve by Alex Poppe
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I can’t really enjoy the trip until I put the car in neutral, once the left front and back tires hook on the track and the sprays of water shoot through the hoses and the rubber flaps slap the car. It's not an ...
Car Wash Bravado by Liz Rose Shulman
LAR Online, Nonfiction
When Albert Einstein’s brain was stolen from his freshly dead body and carried by car across the country, my father was seventeen, living in Abilene, TX, with his parents and three siblings. They were very poor, and at ...
Truce by Melissa Cundieff
LAR Online, Nonfiction
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After a mob of MAGA insurrectionists stormed the US Capitol building in the final days of the Trump presidency, former Capitol Police Chief Kim Dine told The Washington Post the scene was “like watching a real-life ...
Les Actualités by Susanna Space
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I'd been living in Santa Cruz all of seventy-two hours when I witnessed the brawl. Two squirrels thrashed about in the campus parking lot as I was looking for a spot. At first, I thought they were mating. But as I drove ...
Moving to Paradise by Courtney Kersten
LAR Online, Nonfiction
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
Behold my inviolable deliberate, little body. I’ll show you where it is, despite myself.
In a scorching desert, kowtow to follow me into the catacombs of my most-distant ancestors, locked away in our monumental ...
Cat People By Massoud Hayoun
LAR Online, Nonfiction
My first panic attack was when my eyes opened, just out of the womb. Naked and facing the ridicule of white-coated doctors. Less than a minute old, my panic attack was viewed by the staff of Stanford Hospital as the ...
Nomenklatura By Anne Vithayathil
LAR Online, Nonfiction
