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Twenty20 Journal Magical Realism Summer 2012


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Editorial: Welcome to the Magical Realism issue of Twenty20. This issue has unfortunately been delayed due to a changeover in editorship at Twenty20. Therefore, I have put together this special formatted release so that all the poets included within do not miss out on the opportunity to see their work published and reach a wider audience it rightly commands and deserves. To write a poem or short story in twenty words or less is, perversely given the brevity considered, an immense challenge. I feel each of the ten writers has answered this call superbly, and responded well to the theme. I hope you enjoy them: small words but big meanings. Regards, Colin Dardis, guest editor.

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"Illusion" by Shiriam Sivaramakrishnan

From the yellow horizon fell, a speck: becoming a plane.

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"We finally meet" by Terry Easley

A scratch at the door, like a cloth polishing wood. "Hello," she said. "I'm the voice in your head.�

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"Escape Route" by Eleanor Hooker

Dad set twelve ladders in the barren crusted earth. For his children. Our darkest ravens sky locked each top rung.

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"Floss" by Sarah Marshall

I live with a ghost who leaves messages for me on the bathroom mirror. Get out, usually, but sometimes, floss.

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"Offering" by Matthew Brennan

On her sixteenth birthday, the villagers left the king's firstborn outside the monster's cave, then returned home, watching their crops.

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"Bus Fare" by Katherine Ewell

The panhandling angel asked me for change; "Heaven's far away," he said, "and I need enough for a bus fare."

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“Stars� by Doug Hoekstra

We hiked to the highest peak in the park so she could put names to stars that no longer exist.

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“Theatre� by James Patterson

Disaster struck the small seaside town of Sardodledom with a precision unmatched since the author last decided to inflict it.

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“Dream” by James Meredith

I lay down beside my lover. A dream rose from her lips. I slept alone.

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“Feathers� by Brendan McCormack

My father killed all the birds one day. We stopped playing, covered our feathers and learnt to speak.

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Twenty20 Journal Summer 2012: Magical Realism  

Welcome to the Magical Realism issue of Twenty20. This issue has unfortunately been delayed due to a changeover in editorship at Twenty20. T...