Editor's Note:
Welcome to issue ten of CSR! By now, you regular readers know that my only child has a knack for finding amazingly creative talent without the help of a compass. My baby can ring the glass bell of rubric language and summons the gods in the process, purely for big-hearted entertainment's sake. Issue Ten is no exception. This month you'll find stunning photographs dressed in flaming passion with brittle flowers as a bouquet, along with art that captures the fleshy locality packed with more drama than a hurricane. Add to that, a group of wonderful poets, an internationally-known music maker and one magical book review and you've got the ingredients for a vaudeville act without organs. Trust me, when you finish this issue you'll feel like a cherry tomato that just got bitten, or maybe the seeds inside as they spill across a perched tongue. Either way, the contents buzzes insistently over your taste buds with details seldom found in everyday tableware. They say there is a drinking glass for every purpose. If it's true, find the one that feels the most sensual in your hand, pour so wine in it, then get busy...
Monday, October 1, 2007
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