by JL Jacobs | Mar 6, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Shaman by Caitlin Carter ODE TO THE LADY IN HERMANN PARK She’s got the spirit in her Standing with her worldly belongings in two chairs More powerful than Macbeth’s trio Screaming her magic to the sky Its beat hammering go go go to the Elf King’s art. Spiritless,...
by JL Jacobs | Mar 4, 2019 | Short Fiction
Art: shapes2 by Nathan Johnson THE BUM STEER The Bum Steer is a bar tucked in a strip mall parking lot off a country road only a few miles from civilization. Light years. Decades. Enough distance and time hollowed from the living to melt reality when you walk...
by JL Jacobs | Mar 1, 2019 | Poetry
Art: 3:06 pm John Hancock Center from 17 Chicago Photographs in 10 Hours by Nikola Olic TOUCH Think of it as deft spring winds passing through full-blown lindens, leaves shuddering, tentative as love’s sweet-talk, made almost breathless, if spoken, or what fades into...
by JL Jacobs | Feb 27, 2019 | Poetry
Art: Fragileness of Perspective by Ugne Spudyte Terence Crutcher Say his name.Say his name out loud.Say his nameLike a whisper to a crowd.Say his nameWhile looking into your own eyes.Say it to your motherAs you murmur your goodbyes.Say it to your...
by JL Jacobs | Feb 25, 2019 | Memoir
Art: New Light by Susan McCollum PRE-PARTITION INDIA FROM LIFE AS A KASHMIRI WOMAN My maternal grandmother Akbar Jehan’s forebears, the Nedous’, had emigrated from Dubrovnik, a Croatian city on the Dalmatian coast of the Adriatic Sea, to Lahore in British ruled India...
