by JL Jacobs | Jul 15, 2020 | Art, Poetry
<1. Swear> Wishes in your eyelashes & you know it’s over, She brushes your hair out of her dreams, almost a cadence snore & wheeze, like an old neighbor’s seashell wind-chime, Wafting over a sky full of hope Not all poetry fits inside a wine...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 3, 2020 | Photography
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by JL Jacobs | Jun 24, 2020 | Photography, Short Fiction
Amara’s Dream (the Lithopedion) By Alexander Dickow For twenty days Penina’s son is born, which is to say Amara’s. The Sisters came in their coral raiment, and the woodcutters; each hand drunk with oblations: garlic cloves, a selection of mismatched buttons, a faded...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 17, 2020 | Art, Short Fiction
Millie and Me Two girls bounce a ball as I watch through the two panes. A bicycle lies beside a circle of tarmac where a playground roundabout once spun. A boy climbs a steel frame and a woman carries a plastic bag across the courtyard. Above them, an old man...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 10, 2020 | Art, Short Fiction
It’s Death That Brings us Spring It’s late December at Tule Lake, in Northern California, near the Oregon border. We hunt quail and cottontail. All morning we fight crossfire snow against its attempt of immutability. This is the day I will discover that...
