October 2007

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     Poetry by
           Julian Jason Haladyn
           Guadalupe Garcia McCall
           C.S. Reid
           Rob Taylor
           Paul A. Toth

     Fiction by
           Elena Kaufman
           Christopher Meades

     Artwork by
           Scott Malby
           Steve Bunyard




     Ian Rose, Editor
     Tom Corcoran, Assistant Editor
     Edie Ferlan, Assistant Editor

     Readers:
      Todd Heckler, Melanie Dempsey,
     and Paul Rabinowitz

Today
by Guadalupe Garcia McCall


I threw out the three apples
That had lain alone in the ornate,
Crystal dish all month.
Something told me it was time
They had bathed
In the sparkling sunlight
Until their skin
Browned and dulled.
In your eyes,
All that time,
And still
You did not touch them.
Yes, it was time
To put them out,
Close the metal lid on them,
Bury the unappetizing flesh;
Forget them.






Guadalupe Garcia McCall was born in Piedras Negras, Coahuila, Mexico and immigrated to the United States when she was six years old. She holds a B.A. in Theatre Arts/ Language Arts from Sul Ross State University, and currently works as an 8th grade English/ Language Arts instructor in San Antonio, Texas. Her work can be seen in literary magazines such as The Sage, Leapings, Borderlands, The Concho River Review, The Bilingual Review, and Red Wheelbarrow.