by JL Jacobs | Oct 23, 2017 | Poetry
Art: Silver Lining by Andrew Flint Shipman WHERE THE WILD THINGS WERE I have mislaid shadows misplaced their sullen corners I have lost light swallowed dark’s debris Midnight’s razor fells dawn stricken in one rasp Nothing is still All – turned to stone...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 20, 2017 | Short Fiction
Art: Altar by Jieun Beth Kim, @jieunbeth HOME 1 One summer night in Tirana, on the balcony on the second floor, I lay on my back feeling the cool breeze and listening to the croaking of frogs from the artificial lake, a strange lullaby. I found myself wondering about...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 19, 2017 | Poetry
Art: Skyfuture by Jude Hotchkiss, @judehotch ABSTRACT CHILD We mourn for the abstract child as if she is possibly our own, wanting to go to her where she lives weightlessly in a monastery of trees calming her fever and uncertainty. Clouds furrow the brow of her sky,...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 18, 2017 | Poetry
Art: Excursion by D.M. Davis, @dmdavisart WOODLAND POND Stray ebb of night swirls black water from her in a meager grove of orange-leafed trees. She studies the bracken and reeds, looks past the embankment to figures standing in the distance; the man in the straw hat...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 17, 2017 | Poetry
Art: The Sculpture by Denny E. Marshall A MYSTIC VINE Fools fall in love because there is no other way to go about it. All the bending and twisting and angling that must occur is a fool’s errand at best. In a decade or two they will each wonder who was the greater...
