by JL Jacobs | May 2, 2017 | Short Fiction
Art Credit: “Pai que estais no Ceu, by Vera Fonseca DIRTY DEALS WITH DICTATORS It’s now a crime in Utah to harass cattle with drones. The really strange thing is that no one thought this was strange. They want to see the trapeze artist fall and the lion tamer...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 28, 2017 | Goncalves, Short Fiction
Art Credit: Andre Gonçalves MOTHER METH I joined a volunteer project and was asked to remove furniture from an abandoned home. But I didn’t expect tales of occupants made for a messy cable movie. A mother of four strung out on meth having sex parties to pay for her...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 27, 2017 | Fiction, Goncalves
Art Credit: Andre Gonçalves THE GHOST IN YOU lives happy. For the most part. When you update. When you take picture. When you post. When you upload. When you feed, the ghost is happy enough. She likes to eat and toast and get a little tipsy on your Instagram feed....
by JL Jacobs | Apr 26, 2017 | Fiction
Art Credit: Dawei Ding HEARTS AND MINDS This afternoon, using a broom cupboard scrounged from the shattered house, we buried a little girl who bled to death yesterday. We put in some blossoms and laid the girl’s leg in beside her. Then we lowered the cupboard...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 24, 2017 | Fiction
Art Credit: “Untitled” by Alfonso Barberio SWISH Projects playgound— jump shot arcing from star to star Evening shadows steal across the low concrete buildings, the cracked-slab courtyards, over fast-food wrappers and bottle shards. He feels the air...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 24, 2017 | Fiction, Goncalves
Art Credit: “Someone Else’s Bed” by Andre Gonçalves YOU CANNOT TURN: HAIBUN BY RICH YOUMANS the key. it is in the ignition, and your fingers tense around its pebbled casing. but you cannot turn it; you cannot move. you have stalled at a...
