by JL Jacobs | Feb 3, 2020 | Short Fiction
A Life I remember when she first asked me. We were sitting by the water of the lake, waiting for her boyfriend. It was cold. She made me promise we would go together, get on a plane together and fly away to Norway. She said, “Baby.” She said, “Please, let me go soon.”...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 31, 2020 | Short Fiction
Neshamele She is listening to love songs. She steps inside them and swims through her ears, breath held, and comes out the other side falling. She wants to find herself in the violence but she is never there, so she picks another fight with you, pressing into your...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 27, 2020 | Short Fiction
Let the Light Shine Through the Cracks “Did you come up here to sleep with me?” Charles asks when he sets the cup of coffee in front of me. “Did I miss that? Was I not supposed to actually make you coffee?” Charles is unlike any man I have...
by JL Jacobs | Dec 23, 2019 | Short Fiction
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by JL Jacobs | Dec 20, 2019 | Short Fiction
The City Song of Lucy Brown Black tires rolling. Bus almost empty. Nobody much to mind my singing – just singing a little song. Singing a little steam song about sweet fish, white rice, Marcene’s pineapple sauce. Just singing my song – don’t pay any mind,...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 7, 2019 | Short Fiction
So Good, All of You –Like the dirt around me, we love you. McBride/Thikbot You always remind me, plurally, of music. I hear. However. Cannot express. And of. A. Beautiful sadness. Some odd error of dusk. That is. The same. To me. Like. An assistant. Of Sorts....
