by JL Jacobs | Jan 24, 2020 | Poetry
While Driving In a flash that comes to you on this very gray day as you drive to pick up your daughter, whom you love more than anything on this earth, you sense in your marrow with a thud —that any moment, you could lose those you love, those who give your life...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 22, 2020 | Poetry
Haggard She was waiting for me at the gate. She led me into the cellar and tried to open my eyes. My little sister, who had died a few hours after my grandmother, lay in the arms of a female marble. She whispered in ears, ...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 20, 2020 | Fiction
Anna disappeared slowly and then all at once. A gradual slipping away, the sort of which that when her neighbors and friends finally noticed, they couldn’t say exactly when they had last seen her. It had started with her divorce from Smith — that was his...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 17, 2020 | Art
Art Feature: Sciophobia...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 15, 2020 | Fiction
Underneath It All It’s November and I’m in the Costa Mesa Target perusing the wall of men’s underwear for my husband and son—Boxers? Jockeys? Gray? Blue? Plaid?—when a woman in her 40s, 50s, maybe older, approaches. She’s in loose jeans and a white V-neck T-shirt. Her...
