by JL Jacobs | Sep 18, 2019 | Short Fiction
In-Flight Safety In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen and welcome aboard Flight #777, non-stop service from Cairo to Jerusalem. This is your Father speaking. I’d like to extend a special welcome to our Frequent Prayer members and Saint Class...
by JL Jacobs | Nov 7, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Mtandao wa Kijani wa Kwaku Ananse by Mick Ó Seasnáin SUMMER DAY AT HUNTINGTON BEACH I tick with alarm clock worry. My sister is afraid of nothing. Not the dark or death or Jay Preslan down the street who pushes kids in front of cars. Look at her run into...
by JL Jacobs | Oct 2, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Dragonfly 2 by Mick Ó Seasnáin BOHEMIAN Nomadic traipsing, against mass oddly few but more than enough some here others there, made of fir and hemlock, or palm, or oak carbon-constructed light, titanium beams holding up this, notion of nation, but some...
by JL Jacobs | Sep 7, 2018 | Short Fiction
Art: Cadere Tra le Fate by Mick Ó Seasnáin NEVER TO RETURN Traveling from San Diego to Los Angeles in the dry heat can be difficult. Doing so after your horse and provisions have been stolen, can be worse. All that Joaquin Fernandez de Castro had left after the...
by JL Jacobs | Jul 16, 2018 | Poetry
Art: Teal Sea Hawk from Sea Hawk Series by Mick Ó Seasnáin IF ONLY THE SWAN (Lugano) Dusk comes early to a lake encircled by five mountains. A solitary swan stands at the end of the pier that seems to lead nowhere as the fog rolls in and cuts off its...
