Too close...................... to call you but I’ll still
call you, sister, different ...................... rooms of the same
house ringing, and I’ll ramble ...................... down the stairs
until ...
Poem Mouthed to My TV, Election Week by Emma DePanise
LAR Online, Poetry
Before leaving for his tour in Vietnam, Marty’s mother insisted he and his brother Glen gather a jar of sea glass from the small pebble beach in front of their home. Ava instructed her sons to count three hundred and ...
Glass by Christy O’Callaghan
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
New York
The storm front has not lowered to the horizon yet.
She walks in a drizzling rain down Forsyth
where the street turns parallel with the Manhattan bridge.
She is now walking by the Orthodox ...
3 Poems translated by John Poch
LAR Online, Translations
Atomizer by Elizabeth A. I. Powell
Publisher : LSU Press (September 9, 2020)
Language : English
Paperback : 108 pages
ISBN-10 : 0807173908
ISBN-13 : ...
Atomizer by Elizabeth A. I. Powell reviewed by Kerrin McCadden
Book Reviews, LAR Online
In the Instruction Manual for Where to Find You
all of the apostrophes have been removed
and recipes are scribbled onto every other page,
each one calls for duck fat and something ...
2 Poems by Matthew Otremba
LAR Online, Poetry
Fall had dropped on the Low Country, pounced, like it had been watching us from a distance and decided the time was right. Just as it caught, it retracted its claws, and the heat swelled again, leaving a heavy layer of ...
Shake the Witches by C.H. Hooks
Fiction, LAR Online
Behold my inviolable deliberate, little body. I’ll show you where it is, despite myself.
In a scorching desert, kowtow to follow me into the catacombs of my most-distant ancestors, locked away in our monumental ...
Cat People By Massoud Hayoun
LAR Online, Nonfiction
The Journalist
At the bar you read Lolita alone,
charm me with talk of Foucault and Bikini Kill,
I haven't seen a man read a book in months.
Later, I soak in the ceramic tub
at your apartment ...
3 Poems by Melanie Tafejian
LAR Online, Poetry
My first panic attack was when my eyes opened, just out of the womb. Naked and facing the ridicule of white-coated doctors. Less than a minute old, my panic attack was viewed by the staff of Stanford Hospital as the ...
Nomenklatura By Anne Vithayathil
LAR Online, Nonfiction
