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On Fridays, the government workers detonate the ordnance they dig up during the week. The sound rumbles like thunder across the island. Out on the old Navy site, the brambles and vines overtake the fences, ...
A Wilderness Unfolding by Carolyn Megan
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I rapped sharply on the door to Room 324. After a few moments, I knocked again, rubbing my slick palms against the hem of my dress. What’s taking so long, I thought with irritation.
At last, the door opened. A ...
Basin Street Blues by Kat Saunders
LAR Online, Nonfiction
For many, it was the summer of the pandemic. For others, a summer of American unrest and protests.
For me, it was the summer Hana Kimura died.
Maybe you know who she is, and maybe you ...
Pink Hair by Geoffrey Waring
LAR Online, Nonfiction
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
An Opportunity of Years
A few days before Christmas 1962, Katherine Anne Porter walked down the hill from Rome’s Hotel d’Inghilterra and stood in the room where Keats died: a narrow chamber with high, ...
An Opportunity of Years by Emily Waples
Nonfiction
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
Embellishment
The Los Angeles County Men’s Central Jail is one of the largest jails in the world. According to Mother Jones magazine, it is also one of the worst. County, as it’s known, is notoriously ...
Embellishment by Claudia Caplan
LAR Online, Nonfiction
On a morning in October whose most distinguishing trait may be how closely it resembles so many other mornings during this repetitive yet unprecedented time when I’m newly a mother, I’m walking down one of the quiet ...
In Confinement by Courtney Chatellier
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I remember the night Alex Irby knocked on my bedroom window. It was the summer of ’99 and I was 16. The cicadas were leaving their husks everywhere and wouldn’t shut up. My father had moved out the year before and we ...
Cicadas by Ted McLoof
LAR Online, Nonfiction
