by JL Jacobs | Oct 2, 2019 | Poetry
Equilibrium A flower against the harsh inertia bathing in Hades’ dim light uncaring motion, as transformation dwindles spoons of sun, with eager drip an exquisite undertaking, falling with all the weight of your limbs It is risky to be a human being it...
by JL Jacobs | Aug 14, 2019 | Short Fiction
Freshly Baked Bread “Happy birthday, Mom!” Carol’s sing-song voice came through Mom’s kitchen speaker phone. “Oh, Carol, I’m glad it’s you, honey. I was going to call you tonight because I wanted to tell you that Dad and I have a present for you.” “But, Mom, It’s...
by JL Jacobs | Jun 28, 2019 | Poetry
Art: The Red Stair by Linda Chapman STICKY FINGERSTheirs is a stately home Velvet papered wallpurple cushion plumped Can’t touch this Golden thread Needled too ornate,a flourish above and beyondShakespearean quote If music be the food of love Play...
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 | 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...
