by JL Jacobs | Apr 11, 2018 | Short Fiction
Art: Welcome Museum Guests by Alex Duensing HIDING Frequently I’ll go away and hide. It makes me feel better about things. It’s not something that as a grown man I’m especially proud of, butI could be up to a lot worse. Sometimes I’ll tell my wife I’m going for a...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 9, 2018 | Poetry
Art: État de transe sur Champs-Élysées, Publicis Drugstore, Paris 8 by Bore’ Ivanoff A SERIES OF POEMS I an earth that is not ours grows with no hair and requires a wig made of refrigerators to keep cool when the sun misses its curling iron if we beg for more...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 6, 2018 | Poetry
Art: IKEA Painting 7 by Alan Neider, @aneider52 #101: UNION CARD Quirky poets work this way connect point B to point A positing a perfect ineluctable poignance Nestling into handsome line a bird’s eye view of human kind So unfair this doesn’t pay card...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 4, 2018 | Short Fiction
Art: j by Tobias Oggenfuss CAVE NIGHT The Zhejiangopterus Children fly into their cave after a long day. Their cave hole is high on a flat cliff face. Inside it is dark, damp and cold. They squish around in the mud until they find their magical tools. Do you like...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 2, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Nikolas Karathanasis, @nikolas_k_photography TO THE GRAIL It is a symphony of feet in the midst of fireworks and lights; they come, they go, hesitate, return, turn around, and back; insane in their indecision, shoes of sports, and pumps of circumstance, molding...
