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		<title>News for September 2010</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:13:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>All the Pretty Ones Die Young</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A vision of myself had sparkled in my mind over two full bowls of cereal that morning, undimmed even by my mother’s ridiculous insistence that I finish off the last [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Great Indigo Squid</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Kris Levin.]]></description>
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		<title>Dear Amelia</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>A Poet and Musician Part Ways</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Amanda Kimmerly.]]></description>
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		<title>Divine Future</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Suburban Paranoia</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:21 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Amanda Kimmerly.]]></description>
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		<title>Winter&#8217;s Revival</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1361</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:20 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Justin Wood.]]></description>
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		<title>Fennizwig Lilly (part 3)</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1350</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Having lead a life of incredible privilege, Dalton Bennington was not accustomed to waiting. People waited on him, sure, all the time, but Benningtons did not wait on people. Yet [...]]]></description>
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		<title>True Love Says</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1365</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Jimi Hollemans.]]></description>
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		<title>Linen (part 3 &#8211; final)</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1352</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This wasn’t what Harvey had signed up for.
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		<title>The Written Word</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1391</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Kathryn Stroude.]]></description>
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		<title>Andy Rooney is My Sympathy Fatigue</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1355</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Sep 2010 18:10:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My uncle’s eyebrows are nothing like Andy Rooney, but he’s got ole Andy’s knack for shtick. 
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		<title>Linen (part 2)</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1132</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[February 14, 1989 &#8211; Mr. Arnold Hobbes and Ms. Elaina Marie Crewson were joined in holy matrimony this past Wednesday at Eagle Rock Presbyterian Church in San Jose, California. Reverend [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Warning</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1112</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Amanda Kimmerly.]]></description>
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		<title>She Jogs A Lot</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1122</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by William J. Vancans.]]></description>
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		<title>Both Naked and They Felt No Shame</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1114</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Amanda Kimmerly.]]></description>
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		<title>Two Dimensional</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1120</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by A.K. Jackson.]]></description>
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		<title>Death of a Fairy</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1130</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Snow lightly danced out of the sky, each flake choosing her finale carefully. Some wanted to leave an impression, and nestled on the ground with other flakes, hiding the grass. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I Am the Best Sloucher in the World</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1105</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I can slouch whenever I want and nobody can tell me differently because I am the Sultan of Slouching. Not even old ladies carrying forty-thousand pounds of sawdust on their [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Game</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1126</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[So, this was how it was going to be?  My God, I don’t even have the strength.  Ten hours and 22 minutes of bodily pain, three different positions, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1107</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Times Square in the rain, in a bus, gliding through the crowds, Anonymous.  They
wonder who we are rolling down their busy street.  For a minute.  There is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bookmarked</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Amanda Kimmerly.]]></description>
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		<title>The Punishment of Man</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Pacific Ocean roars beneath me. I stand on the edge of the overhang and look out as clouds gather against the horizon. Storm coming in for sure. A small [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Running with the Bulls</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1128</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;It feels different this time, don’t you think?&#8221;
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		<title>A Dreadful Poem</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Matthew Rice.]]></description>
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		<title>After Dinner</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The intention had been for a celebratory evening. But in the taxi, on the ride home at the close of the night, silence prevailed and neither Eric nor Nedra felt [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Cat and the Gun</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[            My flatmate Chris was being bothered by a cat.
          [...]]]></description>
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		<title>TLC: Tender Loving Care</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1028</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[‘So how’s Gilda doing today, Grace?’ Mrs Cooper asked.
‘Last night we thought she was a goner,’ said nurse Grace, as blunt as ever, ‘but she’s hanging on. She’s a fighter.’
‘She [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Leonard&#8217;s Spaceship</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Rebecca Box.]]></description>
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		<title>Fennizwig Lilly (part 2)</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1023</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The city of Rosedale Palm was the kind of place not even a cockroach would go to die. The cloud of pollution that engulfed its streets blotted out the sky [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Into the Night</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1039</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Kyle had always been a levelheaded type of person. The difference between dreams and reality was never blurred for him; it was a crystal clear barrier distinctly separating two states [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Hunter</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1031</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ The Hunter crouched in the soft  brisk snow. The light from the fading sun, already a gentile purple, brushed the tops of the unclothed trees, their leaves had [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Lisa</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1045</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:24 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Jean-Michel Brawand.]]></description>
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		<title>Seventeen</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1037</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ An alarm sounds in the distance. Buzzing, barking, mauling the intricate silence of my slumber. My eyes wretch open much like a bird’s long retired wings &#8212; slowly and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Martha</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1035</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[In short, Martha is a librarian. Her life is lived according to achievable goals, won through repetition and ritual that give order and meaning to her tidy existence. 
At 5 [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Linen (part 1)</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1047</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:03 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Serial Fiction]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[May 24, 1986 &#8211; A woman and an infant were found stabbed to death in their California home on Friday. The two were found wrapped tightly in bedsheets in the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I Have Not Showered for Days</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1043</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Lucas Cellar.]]></description>
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		<title>The Time Traveler&#8217;s Ex-Wife</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1033</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2010 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[He materialized naked and shivering like he always did, his head swimming with the dizziness and disorientation that was common with the time shift. As it passed he felt a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Growing Up Racist</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=904</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 00:00:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[	“Hating an entire group of people based on what you know of their actions, is not racist,” She said with maniacal sincerity, “Only blind hatred of color, without regard to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>First Gate (part 4)</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=1009</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 19:00:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She was getting worse. Rubbing the bruise that had formed into a peculiar rounded spot &#8211; it branched out in rays like a warped sun &#8211; Yamamoto sat behind his [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Pregnancy Scare</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=951</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 18:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Alan Bowles.]]></description>
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		<title>Saeta Hodie, Absentis Cras: Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=894</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 18:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Essays and Prose]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[-An obituary and a eulogy to my hairline, whom I’ll miss.
Jordan Elaine Troublefield was born March 13th, 1988 on a Sunday; his hair wouldn’t show ‘til 4 months after. Immediately [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Shopping Mall in Queens</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=949</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 18:00:38 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Alan Bowles.]]></description>
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		<title>Untitled</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=940</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 18:00:38 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Michael J. Horacki.]]></description>
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		<title>Fennizwig Lilly (part 1)</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=922</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 18:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She was fat. Too fat.
Dalton Bennington felt his body breakout in a cold sweat as he watched his girlfriend Margie scanning the crowded airport for him. He’d been dreading this [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Piton de la Fournaise</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 18:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[A poem by Josh Garcia.]]></description>
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		<title>Ghost</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=912</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 18:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I sit at my desk in the office, listening to the conversation in Connie’s cubicle. Malcolm, one of the accountants brings up a birthday party he went to over the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mouthful</title>
		<link>http://fourcornereduniverse.com/?p=925</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 18:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dentists&#8217; don&#8217;t have a high suicide rate. That&#8217;s a myth. Most people think it&#8217;s true because it seems plausible and no one cares enough to research it. The dentist community [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Copernican System</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 18:00:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Perhaps the Earth is not motionless, Claudius told himself. It is a mathematically reasonable idea, but he knew that would not help him find approval. He spent a thousand breathless [...]]]></description>
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