In the end, Houston will launch us into outer spaceonce more. We’ll peer at what they call the little blue engine —
They’ll call it EARTH or a FAILURE in the distant future.They’ll tell us the story of ...
Lone Star by Sebastián H. Páramo
LAR Online, Poetry
It’s easier to pretend the wind is waves—
the new leaves of our pecan swelling
helpless but heavy are bladderwrack,
the porch lamp long unscrewed
from its base and dangling
by a single wire is ...
Lubbock Spring by Emma Aylor
LAR Online, Poetry
I decided to make my own masa
against the will of my mother
who spent much of her own life
taking corn to the mill
or grinding it on stone.
I decided to make my own ...
I Decided to Make My Own Masa by Ramon Jimenez
LAR Online, Poetry
Archetype
Sometimes, Father is just a man
spinning out of Grandmother's drive; his car,
a black dog, chrome teeth spitting gravel
on gifts left in porch light.
Sometimes, he's a soldier ...
2 Poems by K.D. Harryman
LAR Online, Poetry
I’m approached by two men, one that I hope to sleep with, the other someone that I simply want to be close to. The one that I am hoping for hands me a white pillowcase with something in it, and I immediately ...
The Artifact by Diana Marie Delgado
LAR Online, Poetry
In the corridor down the street I saw myself and I was another. It’s a long, narrow corridor between the high brick walls of several buildings, which makes for a peaceful walk at night. At the hour when the space is ...
A Walk at Night by Luis Torres
LAR Online, Poetry
Sometimes when I write it feels like I am lifting
here is a little performance about beauty there’s one
about what the owl does to the squirrel’s throat
in the night and now I’ll ...
A Poem by Jennifer K. Sweeney
LAR Online, Poetry
Bullet Is a Good Name for a Horse
..................“But in the middle of the second verse, I got tired. I had a tune, and I didn't want to waste the
..................tune; it was a nice little melody, so I ...
2 Poems by Catherine Pierce
LAR Online, Poetry
The Old Country
That was our future: the riverbanks tamed
with brickwork, the train timetable listing
missing stops, our town’s surviving industries
of young beauties, liquor stores, ...
2 Poems by Megan Harlan
LAR Online, Poetry
