When I met him in a courtyard in Prague, I held court all night long. My hair was streaked with pink, and I wore flower barrettes in my hair. We were part of a summer writing intensive, and we spent our mornings in ...
You Must Not Know About Me by Maggie Andersen
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Review: Quivira by Karen Kevorkian
Reviewed by Thaisa Frank
109 pages
Release Date: January 1, 2020
Publisher: Three: A Taos Press
Quivira, Karen Kevorkian’s third and stunning collection of ...
Quivira Reviewed by Thaisa Frank
Book Reviews, LAR Online
The drunks had sung at midnight for at least a hundred Mondays. They’d drift down-street after karaoke ended and gather around my blue trash tote.
I was used to their crooning. They could really do it. No ...
Welcome to Ecumenica by Tyler Barton
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Author’s note: A novel-in-verse that retells the Noah’s Ark story on a container ship in the near future, Ceive traffics in dystopian grammars. After a catastrophic collapse of civilization, a woman named Val is ...
Excerpts from Ceive by B.K. Fischer
LAR Online, Poetry
Red had never been to the Aldi by herself since her eyesight began to fail, and it overwhelmed her, the muddled beeping and chatter and footslaps, the efficient shopper-motion, the indistinct items crammed onto rows and ...
Red, Wolfgang, and the Dream by Wendy Elizabeth Wallace
Fiction, LAR Online
Change
Translated by Carolyn Silveira
I always say to myself: Armandina, you idiot; Armandina, change; Armandina, be someone else. Soon I’ll take off this body, and I’ll adapt to a new one. When my change is complete, ...
Change Translated by Carolyn Silveira
LAR Online, Translations
I wake before seven, one eyelid swollen like a petal in spring, and shift my limbs under the thin covers until my consciousness rises to the surface of time, breaking through. I think always of the night before, a vow to ...
Ant Chalk by Sofia Oumhani Benbahmed
LAR Online, Nonfiction
The Obit Arrives
First the earth turned
very cold. The snow rose
from the ground. The shore
locked its shock of algae
up in ice. The geese
fleeced us, morphed
into wind chimes,
then made a ...
Two Poems by Matthew Kelsey
LAR Online, Poetry
When I see him, I’m standing outside my open garage door, watching the black olive tree tremble. Green worms hanging from its leaves. How much wind can their silk strands withstand? I’m nine. Maybe ten. The neighbor ...
