by JL Jacobs | Jun 19, 2019 | Short Fiction
Art: Focused by Fabrice Poussin IT COULD HAVE HAPPENED In 1958, or maybe 1959, Daddy put me in the cab of his dented pickup. We drove to KEY-T TV studios in Santa Barbara so I could meet my grandfather. Daddy had grown up an only child, raised by his mother, and had...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 10, 2019 | Short Fiction
Art: Openings by Linda Chapman LOOK AT THE WATER Two men had broken in through the kitchen window. That’s what my mother said. Her blue eyes were red by the time we arrived. My sister tried to calm her. I called the police. One officer, moustached and dark,...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 7, 2019 | Short Fiction
Art: Moving 1 by Caitlin Carter ILLUSION Shortly after having gone the rounds of his clients, Makoto parked his car in the parking lot of a convenience store beside a small park and bought a sandwich for his lunch and a pack of cigarettes. Blue hydrangea flowers in...
by JL Jacobs | May 22, 2019 | Short Fiction
Art: The Hanging by Gavin Mayhew SO ZOO ME I didn’t want to go on this Bronx Zoo outing. I’ve lived nearly 67 years without ever visiting. Never had any interest watching poor trapped souls ache for the freedom of their visitors. When the Seniors Housing Commission...
by JL Jacobs | May 10, 2019 | Short Fiction
Art: Fragments I by Linda Chapman SHIN AEJA’S DREAM Amid a growth of lush green moss and grass, with scattered islands and valleys of pebbles, sand, and stones, the ladybug crawled determinedly up the fern, her smooth red shell with black spots glowing...
by JL Jacobs | Apr 29, 2019 | Short Fiction
Art: Tedy Nana, Arts sur Place des Vosges, huile sur lin by Boré Ivanoff WE LOVE YOU TO INFINITY “Daddy, I don’t have anybody to tell my troubles to.” Louise sat next to me on the couch, tears in her eyes. Upstairs, Marge and Andrea were getting...
