

(CW: Physical violence, self-harm, fatphobia, homophobia)
My mother hates the way I look. I hate the way she looks at me. I hate the way I look too. I am not bad looking. Five-feet-eight, medium build, caramel skin. ...
My Mother is a Cannibal by Priyanuj Mazumdar
Fiction, LAR Online

DEPTH CONTROL BY LAUREN W. WESTERFIELD
Review by Courtney Kersten
Publisher: Unsolicited Press
Publication Date: April 15, 2025
ISBN: 978-1-956692-94-5
Pages: 152
Louise Bourgeois’ Femme Maison series (1946-7) ...
Depth Control by Lauren W. Westerfield Review by Courtney Kersten
Book Reviews, LAR Online

Radio«Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.Escribir, por ejemplo, “La noche está estrellada…».Ese era Neruda desde un pequeño radio portátil de plástico,azul, con botones blancos, cuando yo tenía ...
Two Poems by William Archila, Translated into Spanish by Mario Zetino
Dual-Language, LAR Online, Poetry

“Do you remember when I told you about going skiing that one time with my family–when I was a teenager? And I met that girl and we hit it off, but something happened and I lost track of her and I didn’t know her ...
The Memory Place by Christopher Thomas
Flash Fiction, LAR Online

When I think of my mother, when I try to see her in my mind, I can only see her hands. Though they must have been beautiful once, in my memory, her hands are gnarled roots.
They’re calloused and yellowed by tobacco, ...
Every Tree is a Mother, Every Mother a Tree by M Jaimie Zuckerman
LAR Online, Nonfiction

SterilityOh, don’t have me return to my former painful life:don't you know that it would be like wanting to plant grain in a cemetery?And who would you want to eat of such breadtomorrow?Not even a hungry ...
Five Poems by Antonia Pozzi Translated by Amy Newman
LAR Online, Translations

At dinner time, Ankit leans over the table and spits on Raunak’s food. Ankit’s followers—“gang,” as he calls them—laugh.
“Ignore him,” Shashi, who sits next to Raunak, whispers.
At bedtime, the boys ...
Lesson by Mohit Manohar
Fiction, LAR Online

From SiedliskoYou say I shouldn’t praise the day before evening comesbut I’ll do just that.I praise the dovecote in Trzebiechow and how the dovesscatter as we drive byon our way to the lake.I praise the mallow ...
Three Poems by Nathalie Schmid Translated by Ellene Glenn Moore
Translations

The Tears & Smiles of Things by Andriy Sodomora
Translated by Roman Ivashkiv and Sabrina Jaszi
Review by Nicole Yurcaba
Publisher: Academic Studies Press
Publication Date: 02/13/2024
ISBN: 979-8887194387
Pages: ...