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Stories & Essays
...gone tomorrow
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By jp Rodriguez
Barbie and the Burn Scars
_ By Dion OReilly
Bright Lights
_ By Nicole Exposito
Cricket Theory
_ By Sophia Alev
Dieciseis
_ By Kate Delany
Fines Double In Work Zone
_ By Brian Stumbaugh
Guy and Doll
_ By John P. Loonam
Lake
_ By Erlynda Jacqui Chan
Lala's Diner
_ By Nicole Exposito
Laundry
_ By Allison P. Boye
Love Story
_ By Cynthia Burke
Magic Bags and Forgotten Princesses
_ By Ken Goldman
Squirrels
_ By Benjamin Buchholz

Poetry
Baking Bread and Other Subtleties
_ By Leland Jamieson
Corpus Christi
_ By Taylor Collier
Early Cold
_ By Yvette A. Schnoeker-Shorb
Ekphrasis at the Mall
_ By James Owens
Games In Your Uncle's Den
_ By Robin Stratton
My Spanish Rose
_ By Jose Rivera
Northern Lights, Southern Soul
_ By E.F. Kramer
Posted on Fifth Avenue
_ By J.R. Salling
Sirens
_ By Naiya Wright
Summer Sojourn
_ By Cheryl Butterweck-Bucher
The Himalayan Sunset
_ By Rohith Sundararaman
Time Decays, Clots
_ By Kristine Ong Muslim
Turn
_ By Terrance Schaefer
Where You Rest
_ By Stephanie N. Barnes

Art & Photography
Bissan Alhussein
_ Paintings
E.W. Hung
_ Photography
Papa Osmubal
_ Drawings
Linda Pakkas
_ Drawings
Anastasiya Tarasenko
_ Paintings
Filip Wierzbicki
_ Paintings and Digital Photography
Nancy Xu
_ Paintings and Drawings

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Ekphrasis at the Mall
By James Owens


Your sculpted sway, the gait of a Ming vase,
Provokes the watchers, who covet your hips
Past the reflecting pool. Red-penciled lips
Dare frame symmetry, draw a reader's gaze.
Chiaroscuro'd eyes command a critic's praise.
Your neck en pointe does its swan-trick, flips
Hair back in place when it artfully slips,
Editing lines to stage your body's plays.

Hoard these hours in mind, like rationed candy.
A season comes when music's one pure tone
Scatters and cracks, perspective gone crazy.
You will stumble the cold studio, pose alone
On the polished storefronts, all soliloquy
The pond echoing when the swan has flown.

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JAMES OWENS lives in La Porte, Indiana, with his wife and three children. Some of his recent poems have appeared in Pebble Lake Review, Birmingham Poetry Review, and Lily. Two books of James Owens's poems are scheduled for publication in 2007: An Hour is the Doorway, from Black Lawrence Press, and Frost Lights a Thin Flame, from Mayapple Press.

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