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Volume XXX | Issue 1 | 2016
From "Faces Turned Away" (p. 17)
by George Looney
The elderly woman reading my skull in this room lit only by candles that smell of a mixture of mango and some vaguely musky perfume is humming a tune that shocks me, it’s so familiar. It’s as if this scam artist is humming the song my mother sang to me those first nights after she and my father brought me home from the hospital, when the only other music I heard was some faint and tinny Ella Fitzgerald on a radio my parents would move from room to room. The seer’s voice reminds me a bit of Ella’s, but Ella’s a visionary. Not like this tired pretender humming the song my mother sang to me. Even this room feels like a lie. How could I have ever imagined she could tell me anything about myself or about the woman who used to touch my head in ways that told me more than this old con artist could ever guess at?
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Begun by novelist and short-story writer Dr. Terry Dalrymple in 1986, Concho River Review is a biannual literary journal published by the Department of English and Modern Languages at Angelo State University. Since its inception, CRR has prided itself on publishing some of the finest short fiction, nonfiction, and poetry from both emerging and established authors. Although originally designed as a forum for Texas writers, over the years its reach and interests have extended well beyond Texas and the Southwest.