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...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 12, 2017 | Fiction
Art Credit: Martha Winterhalter FIRST VISIT TO CANYON COUNTRY BY RAY RASMUSSEN Friends, who on occasion join my outdoor adventures, suggest I should slow down, be in, not just move through a place. They complain that I hike too fast to enjoy the landscapes we passing...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 12, 2017 | Fiction
Art Credit: “You are what you think you are” by Matheus Formiga UNSADDLED BY RAY RASMUSSEN Breakfast without a newspaper is a horse without a saddle. —Edward R. Murrow I am six months into my experiment of not reading the daily newspaper. Instead I...
