Charles Bukowski is coming over for dinner, and I don’t know what to make him. My bookworm friends tell me to just fill my fridge with beer. I have a pretty big fridge, so I ask, are you sure I should fill ...
Reckoning with Bukowski Translated by Timea Sipos
LAR Online, Translations
1. Get everyone on the same page.
We exchanged eighty-seven emails in the first chain, sixty-two in the second, spaced about a day apart. I took the bus to my studio, made coffee, wrote, worked on a piece in ...
Five Ways to Effectively Collaborate with Teams by Stephanie Sauer
LAR Online, Nonfiction
And there was seen a marvellous brightness in the prison by the keepers.
...
And there appeared an horrible dragon… [I]t is said that he swallowed her in his belly, she making the sign of the cross, and the belly ...
My Given Name by Maggie Queeney
LAR Online, Poetry
1
On Fridays, the government workers detonate the ordnance they dig up during the week. The sound rumbles like thunder across the island. Out on the old Navy site, the brambles and vines overtake the fences, ...
A Wilderness Unfolding by Carolyn Megan
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Jimbo: Adventures in Paradise
by Gary Panter
New York Review Comics, March 2021
$29.95, 104pp.
ISBN: 9781681375267
Book Review of New York Review Comics reprint of Jimbo: Adventures in Paradise by Arthur ...
Jimbo: Adventures in Paradise Review by Arthur Ivan Bravo
Book Reviews, LAR Online
I was seventeen years old and living in the suburbs of Westbrook, Maine, when God rode her skateboard through a flaming hole in the sky. She turned out to be a bit of an asshole in denim and sent forth a cloud of locusts ...
And God Descended Like Hell on Wheels by Francis Walsh
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
53 Degrees North, 113 Degrees West
Only the hares walk on water
here. A layer of ice
between water & air. The difference
between latitude & longitude: a half
circle. ...
3 Poems by Chelsea Dingman
LAR Online, Poetry
I was eighteen and living on two eggs a day. I fried them in soy sauce, pleating them in the pan the way my mother showed me. Don’t break the yolk, she’d say, rolling the oil into pearls. It means you’ll have a ...
Transcendence by K-Ming Chang
Fiction, LAR Online
to agnieszka osiecka
laments
why write them
mourn
shed tears forcefully
she is gone
she lived
and departed
it’s clear
she won’t run after maggie
the fool ...
