One of you has slit a finger while opening
a parcel with the Exacto knife kept by
the front door, while the other is hanging
up a coat, tossing keys in a basket. There
is blood on one of your thighs. ...
Very Long Marriage by Elizabeth Jacobson
LAR Online, Poetry
When the Night Is Near as a Bird
whose nest has toppled,
and the bird seeks out the cotton
of your shirt to curl into— such a risk
the bird takes to love a human,
humans being such ...
When the Night Is Near as a Bird by Doris Ferleger
LAR Online, Poetry
Overnight, the land traded faces, brownstone roofs
newly suffocated in snow, and with nothing between
us but an open window, she and I sat, smoking,
shivering like a punishment, each with one hand out ...
Advance by Katherine Fallon
LAR Online, Poetry
They came in sputtering cars,
..................kicking the dirt trail to town,
....................................tossing empty Menthol boxes
in tall grass. They came
..................with gravel in ...
The Boys From Homer City by Clare Welsh
LAR Online, Poetry
There may be virtue in restraint—: in distance, drinking,
or—like the child left to cry—in letting your savings
be. How, if you hold still enough to sense the veins’
valves click shut up & down ...
A Love Reckless by Cate Lycurgus
LAR Online, Poetry
When She Speaks of the Fire
.................................she has to turn from it, so the story you hear
.................................is that of pines and twitching ...
When She Speaks of the Fire by Melissa Crowe
LAR Online, Poetry
That thing that happens sometimes where
the boardwalk stretches into the forest,
wetlands reflecting sunlight from below,
and you feel like you're on tour through
a more interesting life than your ...
Alfred Hitchcock and the Three Investigators in the Mystery of the Rest of Your Life by Christopher Citro
LAR Online, Poetry
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
