by JL Jacobs | Aug 1, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Keeping the Sun by Lynne Buchannan BONES IN A DRESS I’m burnt with trickery in my bones Wrapping its blessed deceit in the blood of my home Bait and switch, the true tackle I thumb Comes resiliently patterned The dress I wear, undone There’s luminous wax building...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 30, 2018 | Music
Art: Nikolas Karathanasis, @nikolas_k_photography SLOW & STEADY About the author: Bethany Saint-Smith comes to writing from a career in songwriting. The Supreme’s Susaye Greene has said, “Bethany has the instincts of an aged American blues singer. Though...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 27, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Un grand e’cran, rue du Chemin Vert, Paris 11 by Bore’ Ivanoff PRESCHOOL IN THE TWENTY-SECOND CENTURY How we’ve come to clutch Samantha’s digitized mind calibrating through quantitative sweeps the CEO-ready of childhood development. Back in the last...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 25, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Dropletts by Marie McCloskey About the author: Anastasia Jill (Anna Keeler) is a queer poet and fiction writer living in the southern United States. She is a current editor for the Smaeralit Anthology. Her work has been published or is upcoming with...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 23, 2018 | Fiction
Art: The Road by Alex Duensing THE PORTER Motherfucking cunt whore. Not tonight. Did I say that to myself or out loud? Does it matter? I’m alone during what I have come to call the Panic Hour: the purgatory that stretches from 3AM to 4AM. On any given night, if...
