Aurora Magazine 2008

The Sunday Times Crossword by: Miranda Silotto

Racking our brains (which are mostly water) at the very back table the one with all the clichés first and last names carved into it 52 across: mollycoddle is the clue and this Indian sitar music is driving me absolutely crazy I can’t think. but I like the way your black-rimmed glasses do a shimmy down your nose mollycoddle: baby, the paintings above your fine hair are hung with clothespins and they make sweeping sounds like feathers make on the wings of bright, blue birds 12 down: food from heaven as we count boxes we melt into two puddles of brain mostly composed of words and water

Praises By Sylvia Lewis

Praises are the words of utterances that lift from a heart unto God Almighty Praises are sweet fragrances that ascend unto the Presence of Him on High Praises are a burst of laughter that comes from happiness bubbling inside Praises are tears falling softly from a face that has found the Eternal Truth Praises are the hands lifted in humble sacrifice to the mighty Creator Praises are the high, sweet, lovely tunes of a flute’s voice into the universe Praises are what I will give to my Lord from now unto all eternity...

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