Letters of the Alphabet Go to War by Lesyk Panasiuk
Reviewed by H. L. Hix
Publisher: Sarabande Books, 2026
ISBN: 978-1-956046-67-0Pages: 90
War With Language, War Against Language
by H. L. Hix
“In the Hospital ...
Letters of the Alphabet Go to War by Lesyk Panasiuk Reviewed by H. L. Hix
Book Reviews, LAR Online
Your HandYou fell asleep and your hand remained on my hip.I wanted to remove it, so I could move, but your insistent handrepeated, from memory, a caress. I tried again, and again itrepeated its caress. I rolled away ...
Four Poems by Graciela Reyes Translated by Jackie K. White
LAR Online, Translations
I’m always [ ]ing as if I were compromised.
As if I were about to be called to hand like a tool.
The heartbeat of my hands is the repetitive task.
Empathy originates in the body, according ...
Self-Portrait (The Mother Mill) by Kirstin Allio
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
“I can’t find your left ovary.”
In a very compromising position, I asked the ultrasound tech what she meant. Before responding, she requested I push down with my left hand low on my belly, where I knew my left ...
Elusive Ovary by Jenn Director Knudsen
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Over soup she said You’ve hardly cried this yearThen I rubbed my eyes hands covered in the jalapeno I’d broken into my brothShe said Keep blinking Steam clung to the starless windows but I saw nothingI was ...
Capsaicin and Ars Poetica by Shelby Handler
LAR Online, Poetry
Girl Trouble by Diana Whitney
Reviewed by Aline Soules
Publisher: CavanKerry Press
ISBN: 978-1960327192
Publication Date: April 7, 2026
Pages: 96
The title Girl Trouble and the dedication “for the survivors” ...
Girl Trouble by Diana Whitney Reviewed by Aline Soules
Book Reviews, LAR Online
I Guess You Are a Firefly Girl To poetryYear of the Tiger, I catch a water-blue butterfly whose wings will unfold into your eyes. You nap on tender grass, each motion a ripple. You smear light all over me, help me dive ...
Three poems by ChenChen Xiang Yin Translated by Qiang Meng
Translations
Day One
September. The hotel. It was supposed to be beautiful. It was, after all, named after Jay Gatsby, and located on a French side street. The emerald green walls, like a signature. They left their luggage at the ...
All That Was Promised by William Pei Shih
Fiction, LAR Online
I can be many people: partner, friend, child, sibling. But I can’t really be a woman, I tell myself. Not like I was.
The empty toilet has also told me this, time and time again. Still I sit, cramped in the ...
Between the Legs by Madison Chapman
LAR Online, Nonfiction
