by JL Jacobs | Jun 17, 2020 | Art, Short Fiction
Millie and Me Two girls bounce a ball as I watch through the two panes. A bicycle lies beside a circle of tarmac where a playground roundabout once spun. A boy climbs a steel frame and a woman carries a plastic bag across the courtyard. Above them, an old man...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 30, 2019 | Short Fiction
Moonlight at Saint Helena Park There is a big moon tonight and I have no rest. They sleep below gathered coats and I sit and watch and wait. And I wish it were dark and black and blind and I could not see; and I’d imagine another place, another me. ‘Would you have the...
