You’re called in for jury duty and chosen.
It’s a six-person jury, a criminal case.
Domestic violence. The charges: harassment and assault in the third degree.
All the evidence is ...
Second-Person Point of View by Julie Labuszewski
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Born in 1997 in Sibiu, Romania, Ioana Vintilă is a biotech engineer, with an MA in Molecular Biotechnology. In 2016, she won the PEN International New Voices Award for her poems. Her first ...
2 Poems by Ioana Vintilă Translated by Clara Burghelea
LAR Online, Translations
Sunday afternoon blizzard on the easternmost pointof North America—early mountain standardmeans my Momma’s at church. I can’t sleep late anymore.Instead I mope, cast hard shadows on blue & purple walls,walls ...
Poisoned by S.A. Leger
LAR Online, Poetry
There are three groups of people—the living, the dead, and those at sea.
-attributed to Anacharsis, c. 6th century B.C.
My landlady, Magda, was a ventriloquist. She threw her voice with eerie precision from ...
The Living, The Dead, and Those at Sea by Cary Holladay
Fiction, LAR Online
The air tasted sticky, like mold and honey on the backs of our mouths, the day of the neighborhood yard sale. I was seven, or maybe eight, and lonely in the humid Southern summer. We’d hoped a collective yard sale ...
To Have a Body by Alice Martin
LAR Online, Nonfiction
I Done Clicked My Heels Three Times
by Taylor Byas
Review by J.B. Stone
Publication: Soft Skull Press
Publication Date: August 22, 2023
ISBN: 9781593767419
Pages: 128
Navigating Black Joy: ...
I Done Clicked My Heels Three Times by Taylor Byas Review by J.B. Stone
Book Reviews, LAR Online
Arnisha Royston is a Pushcart Nominated poet from Los Angeles. Having started in Spoken Word and moved closer toward the written page, Arnisha is drawn to poetry that is intimate and urgent, with ...
3 poems by Arnisha Royston
LAR Online, Poetry
In the winter of the second grade, Miss Rudd wrote K-E-V-I-N in giant chalk letters on the board and told us he’d be coming back that day. Miss Rudd had shiny hazel hair that flowed down to her waist; she wore billowy ...
Paper Angels by Donna Obeid
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
after K. Iver
Start when my grandparents were fifteen.
The first time. They stood at an altar.
Hand-in-. Hand. They lied. Said they were.
Of age. This time. Their parents don’t ...
