The City
Oh my mistress,
My heart is heavy with pain and misery, I ponder
upon leaving your city,
upon sipping a goblet of water from my village spring, so I can
numb the pangs of my aching ...
Poems by Suwara Ilkhanizada Translated by Himan Heidari
LAR Online, Translations
You know why I quit playing ballads?
Because I love playing ballads.
Miles Davis
once, a woman who claimed
she loved me carried me
down half a Brooklyn block
on the hood of her ...
on why Miles Davis quit playing ballads by Anthony Thomas Lombardi
LAR Online, Poetry
Bernadette’s husband came home late again last night. She’d been awake for a long time because of the rain lashing against the windows and her worry that the river might overflow. The February rains had brought the ...
Someone To Talk To by L.M. Brown
Fiction, LAR Online
“You ain’t never shotgunned a beer before?”
S peered over at my averted eyes, but I didn’t answer his question because no, I had never shoved a key into the side of a beer can and chugged before. I had ...
I Am a Martian by Karen Fischer
LAR Online, Nonfiction
The Drowning House by John Sibley Williams
Review by Shannon K. Winston
Elixir Press
102 pages
publication date: 01/01/2022
ISBN: 9781932418781
Poetry as History in John Sibley ...
The Drowning House by John Sibley Williams Review by Shannon K. Winston
Book Reviews, LAR Online
Instructions on Living Alone
after they delivered the couch. i cried. smelled the rotting pasta. at the top of last
night’s trash. it reminded me there's no one. to rot with or die next to. after ...
Two Poems By Arnisha Royston
LAR Online, Poetry
Roger was a top marksman on the university rifle team—clay pigeons and postal competitions. He ended all that when one day he found himself sighting someone from his dorm window. University of Michigan, 1972. He ...
Like Love by Sherrie Flick
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
I
After Sunday another winter Monday,
and some hours after Monday’s midnight
his fourth week began. His fourth Tuesday
alone with her, still on the five-to-noon shift
he’d ...
A Few Minutes After Nine by Charles Douthat
LAR Online, Poetry
I am expired. I have no growing cancer, no failing kidney, or Alzheimer’s, none of the lethal 21st century common causes of death. I have a history of anemia that I sporadically keep under control with the iron ...
The Stories We Choose to Tell by Fatima Alharthi
Fiction, LAR Online
