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by Anna McKerrow | May 22, 2008 | issue7
The old forms are still there, but look closely.
Aphrodite, cast in plaster and gold leaf
lies on a dusty backroom shelf in a back-country store.
by Anna McKerrow | Dec 31, 2007 | issue5
Come to her when the moon is full;
Raise hands higher, chant undine lore,
Toes in wet sand grip the sea floor.