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		<title>Anticipation</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2011 19:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[Come In, by Katie Tower, 2010] The room was dark. It was too dark to see the covers; too dark to sleep. “You ever notice your ears twitch when something unexpected happens?” “What?” “You know, like when a loud bang makes your face just sort of jerk real tight. It’s weird.” She was silent. It [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Scaring crows</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2010 22:01:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[Falling Leaf, by Rosh, 2009] I knew a scarecrow once. He was not afraid of crows. Not at all; though they smelled poorly, and hacked away viciously, and infested him with lice and mites. He didn’t mind the violence. He overlooked their sundry ills. For you see they kept him company, as they were not [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Lady and the Wolf</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[[Dunham Massey, by Christopher Furlong, 2009] There was a bug. A lady bug. She was the promise of life. She came in the time of flowers and first figs. She brought with her the dream of smiles and ruffled hair and laughter. In the winter she was not to be found. There was a wolf. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>How&#8217;d That Get in There&#8230;?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 19:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[Digital Prometheus, by Scott Eaton, 2006] They wanted a super-soldier. A thing of muscle and testosterone and unchecked aggression. They stirred him together in a deoxyribose cocktail: Frankenstein’s Prometheus unbound, one nucleus at a time, in a blender. “Here’s Patton’s pinky toe”, one said. “Don’t forget Sun-Tzu’s wisdom tooth”, said another. They argued over the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>an irony in the posting</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 23:01:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[From time to time I need to leave my words behind not to be read or wondered at or otherwise considered but rather left to die the death of progress made in increment the writer&#8217;s daily dose of attrition from his mind past ego, beyond plot construction, beneath the hatching of infant worlds a token [...]]]></description>
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