by JL Jacobs | Jan 17, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Marie Dashkova, @melodyphoto MARX WAS RIGHT History repeats itself as tragedy, then settles into farce. And so was Joyce slogging through his own nightmare, and Napoleon battling a fable agreed upon. Which leads me to conclude the last human sound before the...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 15, 2018 | Music
THEY KILLED HIM They Killed Him performed by Bob Dylan and The Grateful Dead. Written by Kris Kristofferson....
by JL Jacobs | Jan 12, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Dimension by Fabrice Poussin LEONARD’S FLAT “You’ve got to accept the flat surface. Not try to pretend it’s not there.” David Hockney The flat like a gallery with all your artwork wall to wall, I wandered through it as if...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 10, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Your silence speaks to me by Riikka Fransila, @vintageart_originals A DAY TRIP HOME He pulled carrots up out of the earth. The sound of roots letting go— vibrant in the still afternoon. Soil lifting with roots, some thick—some fine as hair. A sort of placenta....
by JL Jacobs | Jan 8, 2018 | Short Fiction
Art: Karen Hill, @karenhill_images WASTE MANAGEMENT This morning I went for a trash run, which is to say that I took out the trash. The night was long, but I was in full control of my faculties, and when morning arrived I came to a decision: throw it out. It wasn’t a...
