by JL Jacobs | Sep 21, 2018 | Memoir
Art: Courtesy of Thurman J. Williams of Our Cotter, Ar LITTLE BOY LOST, OLD MAN FOUND I was born March 21st, 1942, in Mountain Home, Arkansas, the first child of Ernie Edward Wright and Alice Erlene Collins, who was always called Aline by all who knew her. My full...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 19, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Life emerges from the aquatic by Alex Duensing PLASTIC FROM CYBER WAVE RIDER get this, get that lines down pavement racing to tap, tap screens combat the green marine this techno flat mega corporate war with our selves, books vanishing from the glamour...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 17, 2018 | Short Fiction
Art: Wilson Creek 12 by John Gregory Brown THE WELL Someone always answers—even a recording. I have noticed how you deny perpetual motion. As if were not earth. Nor field around it. Yet, press the numbers. Dial the residence. Someone always answers—even a...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 14, 2018 | Art, Music
ART FEATURE: 17 CHICAGO PHOTOGRAPHS IN 10 HOURS BY NIKOLA OLIC MUSIC: STARGAZER FROM CHICORY ROOT BY NICHOLAS KROLAK 1) 8:01am – 899 W Harrison St / UIC School of ArchitectureThe early morning gray was opportunely countered by the colorful public display across...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 12, 2018 | Short Fiction
Art: Memories from the Multiverse: Comfortably Between by Erik Leraz 1957 Welcome to The Shady Lady, a queer bar in San Pedro, California, across the railroad tracks, near the docks, in a back alley off Harbor Street. It’s a raunchy hole in the wall dive where...
