Flash Fiction
"Quality Time Over the Holidays" Charles Holdefer
"Pájaro Diablo"
Michael C. Keith

Fiction
"Weighing Heavy"
Dietrich Kalteis

"Something Like Culture Shock" Dennis Vanvick

Poetry
"J. S. Bach Said:"
Joan L. Cannon

"Practice" Mark J. Mitchell
"On the Last Day of Vacation"
Jenny Morse
"Loi Krathong"
David Russomano

"Meanwhile, a few blocks from Times Square" J.E.A. Wallace

Creative Non-Fiction
"Political Awakening, 1970"
Denise Thompson-Slaughter

Interview
"A Conversation with Randal S. Brandt"

j e a wallace

Meanwhile, a few blocks from Times Square
J.E.A. Wallace

The hotel room waits like a square in a maze
To capture the lost and with its walls
Beat desire for movement from you

The door creaks opens like a chuckle
As another washed-up adventurer sighs
Seeing the box his exertions have earned him

The new guest is The Invisible Man
He throws his hat on the bed and
Starts unwinding his bandages

But there's a knock at the door
When he's only halfway through
Which brings a 're-do?' 'keep on?' panic

He decides it would be better to look nonchalant
And opens his suitcase and takes something out
Smiling at its sparkling in the swinging light

So that when the showgirl in peril bursts in
There's a bandaged man sitting on the window sill
Who's blowing an old, soft song on a golden saxophone

And even the room is impressed…

Could this be the adventurer's rest?

About the author:
J.E.A. Wallace is originally from London, and now lives and writes in New York City. He has been published on both sides of the Atlantic in The Write Place At the Write Time, Stanley the Whale, Lowestoft Chronicle, and Volume Magazine among many others. You can read more of his work at jeawallace.tumblr.com

 
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