by JL Jacobs | Oct 31, 2018 | Art, Short Fiction
ALAS LORD MUCK In the artist’s words: I am an artist, sculptor and painter using mixed media, oils and acrylics. I have exhibited my art internationally including Germany, USA, Belgium, UK and have worked on collaborative projects with other artists, dancers,...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 8, 2018 | Short Fiction
Art: Manikin 77 by Roger Camp TENTATIVE FUTURES You try to forgive words their push and pull. In the garden, the cherry tree has sprouted buds, each one enveloping a heartbeat. You lean against the trunk, listening to the hum under its bark, remembering what it was...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 5, 2018 | Short Fiction
Art: Color Field: Violet, Blue, Black, Red, Orange and Purple by John Timothy Robinson A GRAVE MADE OF HOPES In a bleached white field made of dead hopes, I dig my own grave. My arms move with a mechanical methodicalness, the up-down movement of the shovel almost...
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 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...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 7, 2018 | Short Fiction
Art: Cadere Tra le Fate by Mick Ó Seasnáin NEVER TO RETURN Traveling from San Diego to Los Angeles in the dry heat can be difficult. Doing so after your horse and provisions have been stolen, can be worse. All that Joaquin Fernandez de Castro had left after the...
