Mona Kareem is the author of three poetry collections. She is a recipient of a 2021 NEA literary grant, and a fellow at Center for the Humanities at Tufts University. She held fellowships ...
Poems by Mona Kareem Translated by Sara Elkamel
LAR Online, Translations
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Could there be a more beautiful name,
ocelli, for the false eyespots tattooed
on the wings of silk moths? Automeris io
with her blue-black eyes on butter-yellow
hind ...
Iridology: A Mapping / Jishin-no-ben by Lee Ann Roripaugh
LAR Online, Poetry
The Boy was birthed into the world flush against rotted soil. The soil of the Shallows, that of our Township. The first soil to feel the feet of men, it is said, within the Township. But, old, ...
Amen by Makambo Tshionyi
Fiction, LAR Online
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A friend of mine wears a shirt on our weekend runs that says, “I run so I can eat.” It’s a fair reason, though most of us would need at least a dozen shirts to explain why we venture out onto ice-caked ...
Why I Run by Joshua Doležal
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Gaps in the Telling:
A Conversation with Karen Brennan on Hybridity, Motherhood, Disability, and Class
............................"I fly back into those lost years and they cannot contain me. I am ...
Interview with Karen Brennan by Beth Alvarado
Interviews, LAR Online
I call my dogs with it, a blast of sound
that summons them from far across the grass,
and ...
Trench Whistle by Jehanne Dubrow
LAR Online, Poetry
One thing I’d like to get out there—maybe you’ve heard, maybe you haven’t, but there was a thing a few years ago—well, it started as a meme, but it escalated into this real-life thing. It was a picture of ...
Turn up the Bass by Rick Andrews
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Drive by Elaine Sexton
Grid Books
12 April 2022
96 pages
ISBN: 978-1-946830-14-2
Review by Walter Holland
Elaine Sexton is a poet who draws and sketches vibrant meditative poems. Her poems are ...
Drive by Elaine Sexton Review by Walter Holland
Book Reviews, LAR Online
divorț
își pune mainile pe masă
iau cleștele și-i smulg câte o unghie
pentru fiecare an pe care l-am petrecut într-o casă
rămâne cu trei
dacă îi dau cleștii ...
Poems by Veronica Ștefăneț translated by Irina Hrinoschi
LAR Online, Translations
