<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
	xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"
	>

<channel>
	<title>Unshod Quills &#187; Magdalen Powers</title>
	<atom:link href="http://www.literaryorphans.org/rookery/UnshodQuills/tag/magdalen-powers/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://www.literaryorphans.org/rookery/UnshodQuills</link>
	<description>A Pandemic Journal of Arts and Letters</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Thu, 21 Nov 2013 16:45:51 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<language>en-US</language>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>https://wordpress.org/?v=4.2.38</generator>
	<item>
		<title>Magdalen Powers</title>
		<link>http://www.literaryorphans.org/rookery/UnshodQuills/2012/06/23/magdalen-powers-2/</link>
		<comments>http://www.literaryorphans.org/rookery/UnshodQuills/2012/06/23/magdalen-powers-2/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2012 17:45:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Unshod Quills]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[UQ Compatriots]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Magdalen Powers]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://unshodquills.com/?p=1717</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[On the themes of leftovers and Amelia Earhart The Egg At the back of my father’s refrigerator is a jar containing alcohol and a twenty- year-old egg from Norma, né Norm, a budgie of evidently uncertain sex, who one day laid it in the sound hole of a Hopalong Cassidy banjo that hung on the [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>On the themes of leftovers and Amelia Earhart</em></p>
<div>
<div>
<h5>The Egg</h5>
<p>At the back<br />
of my father’s <br />
refrigerator is a</p>
<p>jar containing alcohol <br />
and a twenty- <br />
year-old egg</p>
<p>from Norma, né <br />
Norm, a budgie<br />
of evidently uncertain</p>
<p>sex, who one <br />
day laid it<br />
in the sound</p>
<p>hole of a<br />
Hopalong Cassidy banjo <br />
that hung on</p>
<p>the far side<br />
of the kitchen,<br />
cementing Norma’s femininity,</p>
<p>and the tenacity<br />
of my father’s <br />
remembering—a reliquary</p>
<p>of potential, a <br />
reminder of what <br />
might have been.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<div>
<h5>My Mother, Approaching Takeoff</h5>
<p>We, your offspring, are Officially Concerned. <br />
You seem increasingly foreign to us,<br />
like someone we have heard of<br />
but do not know. We sense<br />
you are moving beyond us,<br />
that your hidden agenda<br />
will take you somewhere<br />
we can’t follow, that one day<br />
all that will remain are sightings,<br />
false rumors, the odd fragment of bone.</p>
</div>
</div>
<p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:11px;font-weight:bold;">Author Biography</span></p>
</div>
<p>Magdalen Powers writes, edits, and teaches in Salem, Oregon. Her work has appeared in Spork, Southeast Review, Monkeybicycle, Alice Blue Review, and 5_Trope, among other places.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://www.literaryorphans.org/rookery/UnshodQuills/2012/06/23/magdalen-powers-2/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>
