by JL Jacobs | Apr 12, 2017 | Poetry and Article
FLASH FICTION: BRIEF AND (LIKELY) NECESSARY LITERATURE Alfred Polgar, a noted Viennese intellectual and master of the short form, makes a good case for the rising popularity and even necessity of modern-day flash fiction when he said during his own lifetime...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 12, 2017 | Fiction
Art Credit: “You are what you think you are” by Matheus Formiga UNSADDLED BY RAY RASMUSSEN Breakfast without a newspaper is a horse without a saddle. —Edward R. Murrow I am six months into my experiment of not reading the daily newspaper. Instead I...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 6, 2017 | Fiction
TWO WEEKS LATER HE FLEW OFF TO AFGHANISTAN AGAIN It’s New Year’s Eve. Mark’s lying across the bed, not moving. “This is too hard,” he says. Poor baby. I love him and try to be a good wife. Johnny and Megan love him more than their real...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 5, 2017 | Fiction
PTSD The woman stands in the doorway, looking through mist toward the lake and tall firs on the opposite shore. Behind her, a man wheels himself to the fireplace, takes an iron poker and strikes at the fire, as if beating back war rising from the flames. Curses and...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 5, 2017 | Fiction
BODENSEE They come for us just as we are leaving our lakeside villa, sold this morning for cash, a pittance in foreign currency. We escape by boat, all that we cherish in valises and sewn into our coats. We stand in the stern, watching tiny men scurry down the expanse...
