She tapped her finger once at the hollow where the collarbones met.
Here
Here, she says.
The wind and darkness entered through the window of the car’s backseat. Tuberose everywhere. My hand was ...
Here by Arka Bani Maini
Fiction, LAR Online
I am the prickle breeze on the back of your neck. Your peach fuzz neck hair leans west for a breath. You pet your neck and wonder, what was it? The breeze that is me. You swivel your head, searching for an open door, ...
On Not Being Invited and Going Anyway by Anne Gudger
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Frank Dark by Stephen Massimilla
Review by Ruth Danon
Publisher: Barrow Street Press
ISBN: 1736607561
Publication Date: September 28, 2022
Pages: 112 pages
Stephen Massimilla’s brilliant poetry ...
Frank Dark by Stephen Massimilla Review by Ruth Danon
Book Reviews, LAR Online
Mariam Meetra, born in Baghlan, Afghanistan, 1992 and lives in Berlin. She studied journalism and mass communication in Kabul and completed a master’s in social sciences at the Humboldt University ...
Poems by Mariam Meetra Translated by Hajar Hussaini
LAR Online, Translations
Artist StatementIn October of last year I flew home to take care of my mother after she fell off a ladder and shattered her heel bone in thirteen places. While at home, I discovered a cache of Polaroid photographs of my ...
POLAROIDS BY NICK MARTINO
Poetry
The Cut Point by Rodrigo Toscano
Review by Eric Larsh
Publisher: Counterpath Books
Publication Date: May 1, 2023
ISBN: 1933996838
Pages: 100
The Cut Point by Rodrigo Toscano explores the crucial ...
The Cut Point by Rodrigo Toscano Review by Eric Larsh
Book Reviews, LAR Online
Minutes before his execution for blasphemy the brilliant Pakistani mathematician Zahid Abidi whispered into the ear of the hangman who would fasten the noose around his neck the proof of a long thought to be insoluble ...
The Hangman’s Brother by David Sheskin
Fiction, LAR Online
Who’s parting?—El Flaco, my father.
As if I were in a casket, he contemplates my sleep.
My so-sticky-sweet father
does not wake me with a kiss. Ghosting me
without ...
The Leaking Roof of Time by Yessica Martinez
LAR Online, Poetry
Perched on a branch, I flapped my wings and cawed. One by one, the bird-watchers swung their binoculars toward me, watching. What did they see? Big Bird. To make rent, I used to dress up as Big Bird. You know, lives on ...
The Pretend Big Bird by Will Musgrove
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
