Case Study House No. 8
Charles and Ray Eames, 1949
Pacific Palisades
The walls are sneaker-bright—Mondrian
cubes rendered in lead oxide. Once
the baby can stand in her crib, she peels
away the ...
3 Poems by Claire Christoff
LAR Online, Poetry
And imagine Jesus walking in the desert,
drinking date shakes, noticing the giant statue
of Marilyn has disappeared. Nothing lasts forever,
he shakes his head. He checks into the motel
Frank Sinatra was ...
I Confuse Palm Sunday with Palm Springs by Jeannine Hall Gailey
LAR Online, Poetry
There is a term for post-mortem ashes: cremains.
A portmanteau of bone, hair, skin, whatever fabric
(a gown, sweats, a tattered t-shirt) draped the corpse
when the attendant or nurse wheeling the ...
A Stitched-Together Sestina by Connor L Simons
LAR Online, Poetry
You’re Surrounded
by green forgiveness, reprieving siskins, summer’s narcotic sorbets.
It’s difficult to think about disappearing at the six o’clock hour
in late August, the unlacking light, the ...
You’re Surrounded by Martha Silano
LAR Online, Poetry
Wrap It in Silk
........................And give it to the dead—the wound
the doctors can’t repair. Because the ribs
........................are a curve in promise
to ...
Wrap It in Silk by Melissa Studdard
LAR Online, Poetry
In the hour in the morning just before day, we set fire to the bean field in the middle of rain. The green turned to orange, and then red, & then flames caught the fat bulb of the crocus at the edge of the grave. ...
Same Dream by Ally Young
LAR Online, Poetry
Some night, years after her last winter, you open
both cold eyes in the dark and see
her coats, the green wool and the pea coat
and the navy, the swing-coat and the swagger, piles
of the coats that once wore ...
Elegy with Fourteen Coats by Sally Rosen Kindred
LAR Online, Poetry
because blood oaths are overrated, I make mine with anyone:
the cracked cup. the cotton shift. the synchronies of women,
what I set my clocks upon. I dream us in our bedroom hair
and each others’ rouge. I ...
currency by Indrani Sengupta
LAR Online, Poetry
On October 30, 1938, Orson Welles read a radio play of
H. G. Wells’s novel, believed by many who heard it to be
a true, live reporting of an invasion from Mars. Some women
were even said to have run out, ...
The War of the Worlds by Sarah Crossland
LAR Online, Poetry
