At first, I think I’m nauseated from a bad oyster I ate. When the nausea doesn’t go away and I feel exhausted, I suspect I have lymphoma because I knew someone, a nurse in the psych ward at the hospital where I work, ...
Ducks in a Row by Louise Marburg
Fiction, LAR Online
My weary body is cradled in old cotton sheets in a home that rests on Californian land, where my maternal grandparents settled because, to them, New York was inhospitable in climate and temperament. Long ago, my mother ...
The Legends of Los Angeles by Taylor Harrison
LAR Online, Nonfiction
Tales from the Inuit War
It might have been two years ago when a man approached me in the street. He grabbed my arm and hastily told me the story of his humiliation. Somewhere, some people had placed some kind of ...
An excerpt from Tales from the Inuit War by Imre Wirth Translated by Gabor G. Gyukics
LAR Online, Translations
Katherine Irajpanah is a writer and postdoctoral fellow at Dartmouth College. Her poems have been published or are forthcoming in the Colorado Review, Peripheries, Only Poems, California ...
Two Poems by Katherine Irajpanah
LAR Online, Poetry
It was the first week of the war, and Israeli Adir fighters had taken over Tehran’s sky. In the city’s haze, they were silver ghosts—flashing in and out, leaving rubble and a low roar that trembled through the ...
Would You Call It a Miracle by Farzin Farzam
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Acts by Spencer Reece
Reviewed by Alexis David
Publisher: Farrar, Straus and Giroux
Publication date: May 28, 2024
Print length: 128 pages
ISBN: 978-0374100834
Love, Doubt, Wonder, Faith:
A Review of ...
Acts by Spencer Reece Reviewed by Alexis David
Book Reviews, LAR Online
These five poems are co-translations by the author with either Elina Alter or Eugene Ostashevsky, as noted after each poem.
* In Memory of Alexei Navalny he died a natural deathshe died a natural ...
Poems by Inna Krasnoper Translated by Elina Alter and Eugene Ostashevsky
LAR Online, Translations
When my mother first left Iran,she didn’t know she’d never return.No jewelry—just thyroid pills,a change of clothes, three photographs—one of me, gap-toothed, smiling.No suitcase could carrywhat she left ...
The Doorstep by Leila Farjami
LAR Online, Poetry
He is the first Black photographer she has ever worked with, older than Steffi but nebulously so, in that she isn’t sure his exact age. Later, he will tell her he is 25, but something about the way he repeats this age, ...
Kots by Eirinie Carson
Fiction, LAR Online
