by JL Jacobs | Jul 12, 2018 | Memoir
Art: Cyril Larvor, @cyrillarvor MEMOIR: FROM THE LIFE OF A KASHMIRI WOMAN BY NYLA ALI KHAN “Faith Consists in Believing When It Is Beyond the Power of Reason to Believe”—Voltaire I would venture to say that subscribing to religious traditions and maintaining an...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 11, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Robert Ferrier KICK IT OLD SCHOOL ‘87 an island summer of sexually ripe worship. The days began at my old school, with waves of full-length prostrations in the room provided to me as student guide to a poetry conference. June, post semester. In a ‘50s-era dorm,...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 9, 2018 | Music
Seattle Underground Arch by kerry rawlinson, @kerryrawli PASSENGERS About the artists: mybluesweden is a collaboration between three musicians from Minneapolis/St Paul Minnesota. Although we perform different roles (one of our members is part time) everything is done...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 6, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Thomas Kräher, @tkraeher. OH, HONEY I read once that every fig Swallows a wasp whole— Digests it with juice, Dissolves it into sweetness, Makes seeds from its wings. My husband’s mother speaks Of salt water marshes, Snakes living in crawl spaces, Old figs...
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...
