Part One
Each night, I teach my daughter to love me. I call our nightly play sessions, “special mommy time” –fifteen minutes when I say yes to my two-year-old, follow her lead, and narrate her movements aloud. ...
The Sheep by Calley Marotta
Nonfiction
A friend told me she’d never been in love. The friend is a dance friend, a woman in her 40s, divorced, and currently in a long-term relationship.
“I think the closest thing to being in love I’ve ever felt ...
The Closest Thing Has Always Been by Emily Mathis
Nonfiction
Tableau vivant: French for “living picture;” an enactment, popular in the 18th and 19th centuries, of historical moments, stories or paintings; a scene—sometimes elaborately staged—with one or more stationary, ...
Tableaux Vivants: Witness by Carol D. Marsh
Nonfiction
Despite clouded chlorine vision, Mom's August-tanned legs extending from strappy white sandals to pressed white shorts were unmistakable. She stood at the edge of the Newbridge Road pool with Patrick, the baby, ...
Skutch by Jeanne-Marie Fleming
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Not long after the Oct. 7 Hamas attack at the Nova Music festival in Israel’s Negev Desert, I was traveling to the San Francisco Bay Area for work, and decided to extend my visit to spend a couple days with close ...
Academia Needs Comedy Now More Than Ever by Sepehr Vakil
LAR Online, Nonfiction
after Jamaica Kincaid
Measure bleach into the washer as it fills, before you add the whites and never after; don’t dry anything with towels except more towels, and check the lint trap after every load; when you ...
Girl by Brenna Womer
LAR Online, Nonfiction
In the span of three weeks, my daughter transformed into a pear, an avocado, and an onion. No, this wasn’t an outpouring of toddler imagination. Nor did I ingest several grams of potent psilocybin. Instead, my wife ...
Eating the Baby by Josh Martin
LAR Online, Nonfiction
The sun’s rays slip through the gaps in the gate, and your children ask for a snack to hold off hunger until you finally decide to leave the pool behind. Fruit snacks, ritz crackers, goldfish. A boy at a table next to ...
The Fourth Definition of Love by Kelly Ann Jacobson
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I.
I have unfinished business with the penis.
Don’t we all? We live in a phallocentric world (yes, yes, cultural differences aside) that is obsessed with, privileges, worships, and fears (losing) the penis. This ...
Unfinished Business by Gil Z. Hochberg
LAR Online, Nonfiction
