by JL Jacobs | Jul 4, 2018 | Poetry
Art: There I can be free by Guy Geva BLACK OUT Precious moment at midday when all stops, home for fuel for beast and boy, a privilege to play with the big ones, and feast with them. August has been a scorcher, and makes no apology for the sunburn on an exposed...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 2, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Her by Rebecca Weaver, @_legsweaver_ THE GOOD SUMMER My hands nicked by thorns are stained by fruit from a bramble. These hands are fluent in sadness. But today the air whispers against my skin in an unfamiliar language. Remember when the shadows sliced their...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 29, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Optical Delusions by Gavin Mayhew HAPPY PLANET Our orb, unsolitary yet singular, orbits and tilts amid the cosmos’ coruscating spectacle, a turbid backdrop of coiled galaxies and phantasmal nebulae concealing answers to queries unfathomable. Any...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 27, 2018 | Short Fiction
Art: City Bird by Nancy Shuler THE THINGS YOU SEE WAITING FOR COFFEE Crawling baby to slouching ape to broken-hearted man, he staggered away. The picture of a breakup song. With white text on black background end credits. Raindrops exploded on his clothes in slow...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 25, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Fae Waters by Aleah Fitzwater WELL SEEN Shutter blades nictate for a fraction of a second to capture the stelliform aura emitted by midday’s orb, though the artiste (partnering with light) prefers shooting at dawn or dusk when soft glows allow images...
