by JL Jacobs | Aug 10, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Light Music 33 by Roger Camp THE GUIDE AWAKE Should we have stayed home and thought of here? —Elizabeth Bishop Questions of Travel Pale sun and the pinprick pains return to your body like seasons each cruel-pretty morning. Coffee quick, then breakfast. Begin...
by JL Jacobs | Aug 3, 2018 | Goncalves, Poetry
Art: The Edges of My Soul by André Gonçalves, @andre_goncalves_art SEINE WATER The ambulance siren tin-whistles through hanging leaves, stirring air like clipper ships darting in grace from canal point and matching, in true form, carvers’ chisels on pillars on...
by JL Jacobs | Aug 1, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Keeping the Sun by Lynne Buchannan BONES IN A DRESS I’m burnt with trickery in my bones Wrapping its blessed deceit in the blood of my home Bait and switch, the true tackle I thumb Comes resiliently patterned The dress I wear, undone There’s luminous wax building...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 27, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Un grand e’cran, rue du Chemin Vert, Paris 11 by Bore’ Ivanoff PRESCHOOL IN THE TWENTY-SECOND CENTURY How we’ve come to clutch Samantha’s digitized mind calibrating through quantitative sweeps the CEO-ready of childhood development. Back in the last...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 25, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Dropletts by Marie McCloskey About the author: Anastasia Jill (Anna Keeler) is a queer poet and fiction writer living in the southern United States. She is a current editor for the Smaeralit Anthology. Her work has been published or is upcoming with...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 20, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Jelly Fish by Julia Hadrich FROM SLIEVE DONARD Out here, in the highlands, the poorest earth, at the end of learning, the earth eats itself, snug in its rot and the ravens nest unruffled by the winds. But you, you yell at the hills, scream your surrender, knowing...
