by JL Jacobs | Oct 4, 2019 | Poetry
Ministration Take a fingertip of fire to a thread of magnesium and watch the messiah himself spring from the coil brighter than any welder’s torch that fuses a seam between the arm and body of a tin man army not yet buried with its emperor but standing...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 2, 2019 | Poetry
Equilibrium A flower against the harsh inertia bathing in Hades’ dim light uncaring motion, as transformation dwindles spoons of sun, with eager drip an exquisite undertaking, falling with all the weight of your limbs It is risky to be a human being it...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 30, 2019 | Short Fiction
Moonlight at Saint Helena Park There is a big moon tonight and I have no rest. They sleep below gathered coats and I sit and watch and wait. And I wish it were dark and black and blind and I could not see; and I’d imagine another place, another me. ‘Would you have the...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 27, 2019 | Short Fiction
CRISPR-Cas9 “We’re such a primitive species, really. Aren’t we?” he said, licking his underarm hair. It was long and silky and red. “I don’t know what you mean,” she replied, distracted. She was depressing each spot on the baby with her thumb. Last month, the...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 25, 2019 | Poetry
Ohio Drinking red wine in a peeling canoe, land-bound, by the drained swimming pool. The leaves watched as we turned to run. Our plan was to break the glass, take the fancy heirloom. You talked me down with a shy glance. Later, we huddled in the flooded basement,...
