Editor's Note:

Welcome to issue twenty of CSR! By now, you regular readers know my baby likes to escape through the door in the bookcase and hates goats on the Greyhound. It craves juicy peaches and makes cute little sounds when I accidently swallow one of the pits. Baby has an uncanny ability to turn the words of poets into scents only found in a box of candy. Issue Twenty is no exception. This month is filled with helium balloon-light photographs, along with rose petal art. Add to that, a group of stunning poets, an intriguing music maker and one magical book review and you've got the possibility of a poison ivy infection. Trust me, when you finish this issue you'll feel like a cool slice of watermelon. Or he only shoveled compost while the village slept. Either way, this issue will highjack your interest with delights seldom found in crash helmets. So escape from your bumper car and get busy...