by JL Jacobs | Mar 11, 2021 | Art, Poetry
Art: Analyses cela, huile sur lin by Boré Ivanoff The Radioactive Wonder Boy Are you happy? I’m happ- ening in two spaces at once Jump when they call you Call you, it’s all you’ve got A worn-down...
by JL Jacobs | Mar 3, 2021 | Art, Poetry
Art: Nebula by Robert Ferrier THICH THICH was on top of 3240 W. Lawrence, above where the granite saysDAVID FIREPROOF STORAGE WAREHOUSE 1916,which is above where the awning saysL&L APPLIANCE MART.This is between Kedzie and Sawyer,across from TACO MONTANAand...
by JL Jacobs | Feb 18, 2021 | Photography, Poetry
Art: Coy by Fabrice B. Poussin What I Am I am a pit bull, a snog growler, a groundAnd pound puppy, nobody’s sleeping beauty, Nobody’s bamboo mirror, no whirligigFlapping on a rooftop, I am the hair atop Old Baldy, Douglas fir erect as...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 27, 2021 | Art, Poetry
Art: ABYSSALES, III, 2020 by Helena Barbbagelata ghosts of shivalik girls are taught to lock their windows, doors and eyes at night for ghosts wander the hostel halls many think they come from the cemetery she was built upon but the truth is, they come from...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 14, 2021 | Art, Poetry
Art by: Cyril Larvor ouroboros vapour lulls thensmashes sparksof colourfrom the grey lightning untamedfor a timeis bornmature and dead before it drips thisstorm will wellbefore it wailsbefore it dries before the calma debt is tornfrom weary restso forward, back ...
by JL Jacobs | Jan 8, 2021 | Art, Poetry
Photography: Dominique Thiébaut Your Six (for mhmb) My friend says “I’ve got your six,” holding me up and keeping me safe, and in his shelter I become a clock, turning through the day always facing noon or night with his back to mine. When the big hand is on the 9 and...
