After her mother died, D. started following these animal rescue pages on Instagram. Now she shows me pictures of dogs and cats, sometimes mistreated, underfed, full of mange, born blind, disabled, or missing ...
Sad Animals by Clint Margrave
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I will weep for the stranger as human,
for the kinship that’s closer than kin.
Alexander Shchedrinskiy,Odessa, Ukraine
If the language of your childhood is used to justify bloodshed and destruction, ...
Kinship Closer Than Kin: Translating Russian-language Poetry of Witness by Yana Kane
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I didn't pick this fight – I wanted to be an astronaut. Cardboard and duct tape spacesuit, star maps clipped from Odyssey Magazine, exhaustive knowledge of NASA mission names and numbers – I had it all figured out. ...
Astronauts Fight Back! by A.C. Koch
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I am the prickle breeze on the back of your neck. Your peach fuzz neck hair leans west for a breath. You pet your neck and wonder, what was it? The breeze that is me. You swivel your head, searching for an open door, ...
On Not Being Invited and Going Anyway by Anne Gudger
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I was born in the year of Roe vs. Wade. Watergate and Wounded Knee, Skylab, Secretariat, Billie Jean King, the last US troops out of Vietnam, and I was born. Roe and I turned twenty-one in 1994, the year the Magellan ...
Six Hundred Twenty-Nine Thousand Eight Hundred Ninety-Eight by Youna Kwak
LAR Online, Nonfiction
It started and then it couldn’t be stopped, them calling you Prof, though every now and then you’d be summoned Beth by the ones who seemed older than the rest, more secure in the democracy of learning, more prone to ...
Syllabus by Beth Kephart
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I woke from a dream today in which I finished the essay I started yesterday. The kind of finishing that is brilliant in the dream, slightly less brilliant when you wake up. Twisty and nonsensical by the time you finish ...
Shed Fall by Deb Werrlein
LAR Online, Nonfiction
The Metropolis Notes“A message must arrive at its destination. A letter will have an end unknown to its sender. Like glass bottles with notes for an unknown shore, they eventually sink ...
The Metropolis by Kevin Callaway
LAR Online, Nonfiction
