“I would wake and then begin again, They would wake and then again begin.” * * * I know a Person who works at one of the McMahill genetic testing clinics in the Pacific Northwest. McMahill’s marketing has recently become very diffuse and not totally unhip: the new Senior…
An Important Distinction by Sten Spinella (2016)
This piece won third place in the Jennie Hackman Memorial Award for Short Fiction. When mom named me “Elan” she said it was to set me apart from the other boys. I’m certainly apart from the other boys, in that the other boys went to college, or the other boys…
Tiny by Emma Capron (2016)
She hears Jamie rustle in the bed beside her. He is deep within the throes of peaceful slumber, his breathing deep and regular. Tonight is the first night in months in which the gentle rise and fall of his chest has not lulled her into darkness, into the escape of…
Four Rules for Professional Thievery by Tyler Valzania (2016)
“Okay this first rule is the most important of all so listen up,” he said as he transferred a grease-stained wrench from his hands to mine. “The world is not fair, that’s a fact of life alright? So don’t get all high and mighty and act like it should be….
They Didn’t Mean To by Carleton Whaley (2016)
The Old Man had a perpetual hunch to his shoulders, which was only accentuated as he chuckled at the cat sitting across from him. His shoulders rose and fell quickly, and at their height they nearly touched his bat-like ears, the same ears that the cat would swat at late…
Invisible by Máiréad Loschi (2016)
I don’t know all the technical jargon and stuff, but I can tell you what happened to me. I guess if you need to know all those medical details it’s in the chart. I mean you guys can read those charts, right? Maybe those regular doctors don’t put down the…
C. Buddingh’ – “The Hyena” – Translated from the Dutch By Matthew Ryan Shelton (2016)
Empirical Science has often shown a reputation up: the old Egyptians held him in high esteem, and Pliny held that the stone he carried in his eye, the hyena, laid under the tongue, would grant him sight, into the future. Alas, all he carries in his eye is a cockeyed…
To Whom It May Concern: How to Chill Out About Grammar and Get on With Your Life by Diana Koehm
If you’ve made it to this little corner of the internet, odds are that you share a profound love of the English language with the author of this post. For me there’s no greater thrill than discovering the exact arrangement of words and sounds necessary to create a precise reaction….
Reflections on Writing, Medicine, and More with Nikki Rubin, former LRR Poetry Editor by Stephanie Koo (2016)
Interview by Steph Koo I had the opportunity to speak with Nikki Rubin, LRR alum, survivor of UCONN medical school, newly-minted doctor extraordinaire, over video chat this past weekend. Our talk ranged from writing experiences, to her decision to choose OB/GYN as her specialty, to my own anxieties over choosing…
Fanfiction: Try It—No Wait, Hear Me Out! by Diana Koehm
I know what you’re thinking. Fanfiction. Aka poorly written smut by hormonal preteens. As a true lover of literature, I have no patience whatsoever for ill-written work. However, I refuse to condemn an entire community of writers based on the reputations of a few. If there’s anything I’ve learned by…
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