This small town, the place where I grew up and occasionally return to, is beautiful, but dull. When I am away, I long for the town’s routines, which, as a teenager, bored me: the boats lowing in the morning; the fog ...
California Romantics by Becky Peterson
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Heatstroke
I marry a blond man. When I kiss him on the lips, he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. Flowers of all colors rain down from the sky, and the sound of cheers and applause begins to rise. My wedding ...
A short story by Fereshteh Ahmadi Translated by Siavash Saadlou
LAR Online, Translations
In addition to the heavy casket, there’s the crunch of weak ankles carrying it. The orange smeared on my hands is not from marigolds but from bug repellent layered on my exposed body. I’m not a fan of distraction ...
In the Meadow by Mercedes Rodriguez
Poetry
I took Barb over to Big Sky a few months back. The time had come to either figure it out or put it to rest between us. We did the whole thing—the skiing and snowshoeing. We got drunk and ate well: beef steaks and elk ...
I’m Still Here by Corey Millard
Fiction
The Fault by Marcela Sulak
Review by Brandel France de Bravo
Black Lawrence Press
July 2024
ISBN: 978-1-62557-076-5
Pages: 90
Marcela Sulak’s The Fault invites us into a doubled world: the very real and ...
The Fault by Marcela Sulak Review by Brandel France de Bravo
Book Reviews
Three days a week, David sat at Ms. Bowen’s kitchen table and repeated back, say, sun, soup, sip, sick, said, sail. When he did well, she rewarded him with a chocolate from the freezer, hard and tasteless. When ...
Say, Sun, Soup by Michael Stewart
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
2020
The first fall of my empty nest, a white-hot aloneness. Covid-19 raging, and no vaccine against it. No café, no colleagues, no classes except on my laptop.
And suddenly it’s raining ash. Stay inside, seal ...
Fire Song by Samina Najmi
LAR Online, Nonfiction
No one believes I could be so wise. It’s not that difficult because, like all my kind, I can smell situations. A dog’s responsibility is to mind the house and its owner, to sniff and stay alert, and to be quick on ...
Watermelon by Nasim Vahabi Translated by Parisa Saranj
Translations
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
