So little of my work gives you joy.My vocab so little. The moon cares about so little.From you I’ve heard so little. The window unit drips.So little love you gave to the azaleas that I grew.When I write, I think so ...
Serenade by Weijia Pan
LAR Online, Poetry
The summer is fleeting & I am young & I refuse to find myself within the haunted housecalled my home -- my father stripping the walls to their flesh then abandoning them, the skeleton of the ancient tin ceiling ...
With Which A Fox Blooms In The Winterport Graveyard by Denise Bickford Hopkins
LAR Online, Poetry
Mom is cooking Saluna.Lamb stew boiling and eggplants frying, ginger and turmeric permeate the house.The oval satinwood table and four Chromcraft leatherdining game chairs fill the middle of the kitchen.I’m 13, taking ...
In the Middle of the Kitchen by Nabeal Twereet
LAR Online, Poetry
Aditi Bhattacharjee is an Indian writer and educator, currently based in New York. Her poetry and nonfiction has appeared or is upcoming in Alipore Post, Gone Lawn, Lunch Ticket Magazine SLAB, ...
Safety Manual by Aditi Bhattacharjee
LAR Online, Poetry
Nicole Santalucia is the author of The Book of Dirt (NYQ Books, 2020), Spoiled Meat (Headmistress Press, 2019), and Because I Did Not Die (Bordighera Press, 2015). She is a recipient of the ...
We Had a Picnic by Nicole Santalucia
LAR Online, Poetry
Death Is OptionalSo, you’d like to escape an apocalypseof your own making. We could hang youupside down in a tank of liquid nitrogen,or upload your brain to the cloud, but we believethat hardcore biohacking is the way ...
Two Poems by Nicholas Montemarano
LAR Online, Poetry
to learn things i didn’t know i didn’t know where love livedwhere love had taken shelter found refuge where it had hidden and whispered to itself and been patient and taken root decades of saying i ...
i made a drawing of myself by ire’ne lara silva
LAR Online, Poetry
Radio«Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.Escribir, por ejemplo, “La noche está estrellada…».Ese era Neruda desde un pequeño radio portátil de plástico,azul, con botones blancos, cuando yo tenía ...
Two Poems by William Archila, Translated into Spanish by Mario Zetino
Dual-Language, LAR Online, Poetry
When you walk through the anteroomthere are geraniums placed purposefullyon the entryway table, as if they have been waiting for you.Did you notice them, the geraniums?The color is a grayish blue, a slight mauve,but ...
The Anteroom by Daniel Mills
LAR Online, Poetry
