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	<title>SOL: English Writing in Mexico</title>
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		<title>Colin Morton: Sketches of Cuba</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:33:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[  1. The Hummingbird &#160; &#160; Each morning a man with a camera waits beside the bougainvillea for the hummingbird’s visit. &#160; Day after day at this hour he waits for the moment he means to trap under glass or sell to magazines. &#160; Such patience, says the poet who returns each day to a few bare lines scratched across a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>John Bennett: El Cielo Visible</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:33:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[  my pain was a drink spilling on the stairs a backhoe grumbling in the street my pain was breathing the polvo Mixteca de un callejón de Tenochtitlán my pain a lather on the crack of my neck a cat yowling in the hall downstairs I thought my pain was a shoe leaking in the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Jerry McGuire: Burrito Valentine</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:32:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[     for Paige DeShong   I cannot truly hold you to my heart— that heated place where all desires melt together— &#160; Nor press my face upon your breast— Something might stick, pull apart in shreds &#160; In fact to hold or not to hold you that is a question that twists my stomach [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Janice Hilton: Sinkhole</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:32:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; North American woman, gold and pink, innocent of forces around you, where demons of the Black Transformer surely row to your own sacrifice, as you drive here in a car and drink your bottled water. &#160; You move, fresh and unscarred, your dress flutters and brushes your thighs, blue silk on cream, unlike a brown Maya maid whose body was painted cobalt blue, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Christopher Brunt: Revelation Blues</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:32:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; I. See See Rider &#160; &#160; I walked the rim of the park all night, looking for the right horse. By the Plaza the hansom cabs lined up like hopefuls in a hobo pageant. The night was not a Dickensian violet. I had many of Caesar’s coins in my purse. &#160; Later, alone with the horse, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Geoffrey Gatza: Two Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:32:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; Mexico City&#8217;s Waste Mountain Grows &#160; &#160; &#160; Invisible revenge. under your wing a long spear and a concubine. Flourish in stagnant garbage, ringworms, heartening. Shine above, alone, recoil, two fine fellows, musical. I kill you. The hour is ours. I will eat your brain To gain those ideas you formerly owned. It is mine [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Laura Juliet Wood: Two Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:31:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; For my Neighbors on Dia de los Muertos   —inspired by the art of Betsabee Romero &#160; &#160; &#160; In all my rush and fuss, there are things I’ve forgotten to do: &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;place ceramic skeletons in the limbs of the mesquite, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;stake broken shards of mirror in the grass. &#160; I’ve not had time to paint crocodiles &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;on clay pots— &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;or the heart and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eva Hunter: Not Really A Dog Story</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:31:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; A woman came up to me at a party the other night and mentioned she wanted to submit a piece to Sol, but she didn’t know whether to submit it as nonfiction or fiction, as it was told from the point of view of a dog. I’ve been writing professionally, teaching writing workshops, being [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Raúl Tirado Ortega: The Movies</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:31:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Translated by Lucina Kathmann &#160; The Regio Theater was something else—you could behave badly there. It wasn&#8217;t like in the Priest’s Theater which functioned in the atrium of the church, where no kissing was permitted even in movies, much less by couples watching the show. Every time the movie stars started to kiss, Lolita, the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Kate Mohler: Waiting for Juan</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:30:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; My neighbors’ house burned down two Thanksgivings ago, and they are finally able to rebuild. Like ships and true love, their insurance money finally came in. Late is better than never, right? Now, instead of living next to the scorched remains of an empty house, I’m living next to a construction site. I go [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Carole Rosenthal: Days of the Dead</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:30:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; Through the tinted window, the Mexican hillsides were green. The rainy season had just ended. Cactuses were in bloom, all kinds, long cactuses and squat ones, and rangy cactuses with cottony limbs. Goats and donkeys munched grass by the road. In the front of the bus, a pretty, long-haired bus attendant in a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dennis Lanson: The Glove</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:30:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Viktor There was plenty of blood, but that wasn’t the worst of it. They beat me badly enough so that I can’t remember bicycling home. Badly enough to send me to the hospital. Badly enough for my father to go stumping around our little mile-square suburb trying to ferret out who did it. Badly [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Edward Simpson: We&#8217;re Getting Separate Beds Because You Laugh at 3.00am</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:30:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; “I think it was Benchley.” “Who?” “Why is there no Robert Benchley Retrospective?” “Don’t change the subject.” “I’m answering your question.” “I didn’t ask one.” “Why I laugh in the night.” “You laugh at Jaws in the night?” “Oh, for Pete’s sake, not Peter, the great Robert Benchley, the funniest man who ever lived. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bhima (Francisco I. Madero), 1911: Spiritist Manual – Excerpt</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:29:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Translated and introduced by C.M. Mayo &#160; TRANSLATOR’S INTRODUCTION It was at the behest of Mexico’s Second Spiritist Congress, held in Mexico City in 1908, of which he was a leading organizer, that Francisco I. Madero undertook to both write and publish a work aimed at converting presumably Catholic and literate (but not necessarily well-educated) [...]]]></description>
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		<title>James Grady: We&#8217;ve Got To Stop</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:29:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; You show up every workday morning at that Starbucks praying to see the woman with silver-lined cinnamon hair so you can dream of a life worth more than just living. Today’s Tuesday. She enters at 7:14. Orders a grande wake up. Sits at a table. Alone. Reading glasses magnify her gray eyes as [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sharon Conklin: The Crossing</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:29:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; He boarded the silver-toned, second-class Flecha Roja. A forest-green racing stripe ran down its side; its red arrow pointed north. The teenaged assistant threw his brown vinyl suitcase secured with macate rope into a massive rooftop carrier along with other beat-up bags, baskets of market produce, and cages of gobbling, quacking, chirping birds. He [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Samuel Snoek-Brown: It Was The Only Way</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:29:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; Once, when she’d felt much younger, Lupe had fallen asleep in a raft on the Gulf of Mexico, her second husband drinking cans of beer on the shore. She rose and fell on the waves, her limp body rolling and bobbing in the gentle surf. She stayed out too long, spent the next [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Kelly Watt: The Stages of Bereavement</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:28:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[  The church bells are bonging. They don’t ring here: They bong as if all the years of ringing have deepened their voices. They say there are stages to grief. I read that last night. Lying in my mother’s massive bed, with the carved Aztec faces, under the lump of covers, the photocopies from the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Edythe Anstey Hanen: Ordinary Magic</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:28:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Mexico is a country of extraordinary contradictions, a country in a state of always becoming; the heartbeat of a thousand beginnings: half built casas, crumbling stone fences, walls, piles of rocks coming from nowhere, leading nowhere, trailing off into nothing. A place where the sacred and the profane co-exist in this timeless, immutable landscape. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Margaret Tallis: The Known: A Canadian Woman’s Experience with Witchcraft in Mexico—Excerpt</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:28:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Summer 1987 When I wanted to start a conversation with a Mexican, I talked food—Mexican food. Mexicans love their food: enchiladas, carnitas, pork boiled in its own fat, tacos, chiles rellenos, chilies stuffed with cheese or meat, salsas, green or red, and the most important, mole, a chili sauce containing bitter chocolate along with about [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Carolyn Roberts: Eyeball to Eyeball with Another Culture</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; At twenty years old I left Australia to fend for its self, and flew to England. I met up with my sister Lyn, in London: grey, drizzly, emotionally cold London, where English faces hid behind layers of newspaper as they rode the Tube, where suited office personnel with extended umbrellas played dodgem on crowded [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Writings &#8211; March 2012</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:27:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Bhima (Francisco I. Madero), 1911, Spiritist Manual–Excerpt translated by C.M. Mayo An assassinated Mexican President’s secret life. &#160; Ordinary Magic Edythe Anstay Hanen Things that shouldn’t happen often do. &#160; The Known: A Canadian Woman’s Experience with Witchcraft in Mexico Margaret Tallis What cooking is, and is not, in Mexico.    Raúl Tirado Ortega, The [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Stories &#8211; March 2012</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:27:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Stages of Bereavement Kelly Watt A woman searches for herself among the possessions of her deceased mother. &#160; We’ve Got To Stop James Grady Strange encounters can lead to those even stranger. &#160; The Crossing Sharon Conklin A nine-year-old boy in Mexico has a momentous start to a journey. &#160; It Was the Only [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Judyth Hill: Here Is Your Scarab</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:27:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jung said, In the dream I did not have. &#160; Gardens appeared. I moved by bract and stem, Tasted the effervescent Divine in stamen and stutter. Such green as I know is mine by birthright and the divination of dark roses. My polar opposite is the sorrow of clouds, The repeat of sky on lake [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poetry &#8211; March 2012</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:26:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Burrito Valentine Jerry McGuire I cannot truly hold you to my heart— &#160; Two Poems Laura Juliet Wood For My Neighbors on Día de los Muertos &#38; Old Silver School Bus to Atotonilco &#160; El Cielo Visible John M. Bennett my pain was a drink spilling &#160; Revelation Blues Christopher Brunt I walked the rim [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Author Bios</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2012 00:26:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; JOHN M. BENNETT has published over 300 books and chapbooks of poetry and other materials. Among the most recent are rOlling COMBers (Potes &#38; Poets Press), MAILER LEAVES HAM (Pantograph Press), LOOSE WATCH (Invisible Press), CHAC PROSTIBULARIO (with Ivan Arguelles; Pavement Saw Press), and HISTORIETAS ALFABETICAS (Luna Bisonte Prods). He is Curator of the Avant [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sponsors &#8211; March 2012</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2012 21:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[International PEN, San Miguel de Allende Scholarship Fund The San Miguel de Allende chapter of International PEN is a recipient of all revenues generated through SOL: English Writing in Mexico. San Miguel de Allende PEN scholarships support at-risk local students who would otherwise not be able to continue in school. The program is in serious need of funds, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sponsors &#8211; November 2011</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[International PEN, San Miguel de Allende Scholarship Fund The San Miguel de Allende chapter of International PEN is a recipient of all revenues generated through SOL: English Writing in Mexico. San Miguel de Allende PEN scholarships support at-risk local students who would otherwise not be able to continue in school. The program is in serious need of funds, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sheila E. Murphy: Four Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:43:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; One Hundred Fifth &#160; She digs to the nearest possible depth, and goes there. She prefers unhappiness. &#160; Look at the formatted disk drive newly acquired and tell me all you have to place there. &#160; All the mail was junk sent reflexively to the cubic inches named after me. &#160; Weather today shines [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bill Pearlman: Timeout</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; Only between these incorrigible Fascinations with time, with everything Piled into a ferment, guarded &#160; Against the public dance, the purpose In our prideful density, the basic Throbbing of life unearthed &#160; Or cried wide open—outstretched Misericordia &#38; the living grace We have nearly outlived— &#160; Give way, morning bluster And [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Kate Mohler: Adoro A Mi Madre</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:43:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Everybody has a first childhood memory, like that one fourth of July so long ago when you watched your father break down the bathroom door and drag out your dead great-aunt with her pantyhose around her ankles. Remember? It was the hottest day of the summer, and everybody knew she’d been in there too long. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Carol M. Merchasin: How It Goes In Mexico &#8211; Where I Announce the Winner of My Own Personal Travel Contest, &#8220;The Best Undiscovered Beach Spot Ever&#8221;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[My husband, Señor Roberto, is a strong believer in undiscovered Mexican beach spots where the amenities are generally limited to a lumpy bed and a resident iguana. I, on the other hand, am a person who worked 80 hours a week in a high-stress environment. I rationalize spas as a necessity associated with the production [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Susan J. Cobb: Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz – A Real Marisabia</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[To live alone—to have no obligation that would hinder the freedom to study—not even a communal murmur that would intrude on the peaceful silence of my books. &#8211;Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz &#160; It is December 2009, and my friend Jane and I are wandering the aisles of the massive Feria Internacional del Libro [...]]]></description>
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		<title>John Warley: Akita</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The separation from Beth, Dan reminds himself, had been building for months. No, not building, as that implies escalating pressure, whereas precisely its antithesis, a gradual indifference, has done them in. Yes, that is it, he muses. The separation had been “indifferencing” for months. Whatever its cause, it represents defeat, and in the past year [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Edward Gutierrez: The New Studio</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Panting (he walked up the stairs instead of taking the elevator, more healthy), he inserts the key into the bottom lock to his new studio, jiggles first to the right, then to the left, as the porter showed him. The door has good locks because an architect with a lot of equipment rented it before [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ruth Kear: Gift of the Goddess</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My forehead rests against the window of the bus bound for San Bartolo Coyotepec, a small village in southern Mexico. Longing to see the view beyond the dirty bus window, I make several unsuccessful attempts to lower it. My effort results in a torn fingernail and a nasty cut from the rusty metal hinge. I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Linda Buckmaster: Bus To Dolores Hidalgo</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[ I find myself confronting a chaotic banquet of bus choices in the tiny San Miguel de Allende station, a quantity unknown in such a small or even mid-sized city in the States. Primera Clase, Super Primera Clase, second class and even a third class represented only in tiny letters on a trip board behind the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Robert Paul Moreira: You&#8217;ll Hit It Over Anzalduas Bridge</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Anzalduas International Bridge opened for traffic at 6 a.m. on Tuesday, Dec. 15, 2009. It serves as the most direct and efficient route between the Rio Grande Valley and Mexican cities such as Monterrey and Mexico City. The bridge spans 3.2 miles. &#8211; City of McAllen, Texas Web site   I am not afraid. &#8211; Gloria [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Gerard Helferich: Stone of Kings: In Search of the Lost Jade of the Maya—Excerpt</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jade has long been prized as one of the most precious substances on earth, used to adorn kings, cure disease, and perform sacred rituals, including human sacrifice. For millennia, it played a crucial role in the culture of the Maya and other ancient Americans. Centuries later, when archaeologists began to excavate Maya cities, they uncovered [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Christopher Cook: Robbers—Excerpt</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[They rode down into the Colorado River valley well after midnight. Beneath them, the neverending highway. Above, the vault of the earth in its vast curvature of silence. On the outskirts of town they pulled into the side drive of a Motel 6 and parked behind a dumpster. Slept there with the top down, a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Marianne Rogoff: Human Nature</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Clay has strong opinions about everything. Americans: materialistic, all they care about is money. Colombians: dangerous. Artists: insane. Poets: not interested. Gays: unnatural. Death: no such thing. He sits beside me in the jardín in Mexico because it’s sunny here. He is searching for light, to banish demons, doesn’t even want to say the name [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Susan McKinney de Ortega: Flirting in Spanish: What Mexico taught me about love, living and forgiveness—Excerpt</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Prologue It is an October night in 1992 and, despite the chill in the air outside, I am wearing a sleeveless powder blue velvet top with front darts atop my low slung black jeans.  My clothing choice would be vintage and hip in downtown Philadelphia where I routinely roamed four months prior, but here in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Edward Swift: Excerpt from The Daughter of the Doctor and the Saint</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[For the daughter of the doctor and the saint, the Forty Years of Peace was a deceiving grace; a time of celebration and prosperity that began with a great love and ended with the return of the mole-faced heirs of her father’s assassin. And it was recorded, all of it, for the survivor to read: [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eva Hunter: Writing in Chairs with Cats</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/from-the-editors/eva-hunter-writing-in-chairs-with-cats/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I write with a cat on my lap. I suspect many writers do. This one, part Siamese, is mostly white, except for her ears and tail, where a portion of brindle markings show up (“brindle,” or what Americans call “Calico,” and Australians—Assistant Executive Editor Carolyn Roberts informs me—definitely know are called “Tabbies”). Because I have [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Joseph Dispenza: An Excerpt from Older Man/Younger Man: A Love Story</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[April 2009: In a Mexican Monastery  I wonder what these monks would think if they knew I was here working on a book about my love for a much younger man, and how that love has saved my soul. Love of men for other men is not unheard of in monasteries, of course. I have [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Author Bios &#8211; November 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/author-biographies/author-bios-november-2011/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; LINDA BUCKMASTER has lived within a block of the ocean most of her life, growing up on the Atlantic coast of Florida during the fifties and sixties and living over thirty years in mid-coast Maine. She is the former Poet Laureate of Belfast, Maine, and her poetry, journalism, and fiction have appeared in Maine [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Laura Merleau: Smash</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Out of luck and money The drugs ran into the tens Of thousands of dollars Not to mention the search For self which went Nowhere then around a Bend and, privately, many Doctors believed you were Little help to the great White wall they lifted Only to find another White wall behind it in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>From the Editors &#8211; November 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/from-the-editors/from-the-editors-november-2011/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Eva Hunter: Writing in Chairs with Cats.]]></description>
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		<title>Stories &#8211; November 2011</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; Robbers Christopher Cook takes his readers and his characters on a wild ride in this excerpt from his novel, Robbers. &#160; The New Studio Edward Gutierrez tells us what “walking on broken glass” really means. &#160; You’ll Hit It Over the Anzalduas Bridge Robert P. Moreira writes about a young woman amidst coming [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Writings &#8211; November 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/writings-november-2011/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:42:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Bus to Dolores Hidalgo For Linda Buckmaster, a non-stop bus to a small town in Mexico becomes a metaphor for life—and death. &#160; Older Man/Younger Man: A Love Story—Excerpt Joseph Dispenza tells the story of his retreat from Catholic Monkhood through a film-school career, to an understanding that love can release shame. &#160; Stone [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poetry &#8211; November 2011</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:41:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Two Poems Wendy Taylor Carlisle Another Summer Romance &#38; He Tells Her The Secret Of Happiness is: Regular Sex And Having All His Clothes In One Place. &#160; Four poems from American Ghazals Sheila E. Murphy &#8220;She digs to the nearest possible depth&#8221; &#160; Smash Laura Merleau &#8220;Out of luck and money&#8221; &#160; Timeout [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Wendy T. Carlisle:  Two Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:41:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; HE TELLS HER THE SECRET OF HAPPINESS IS: REGULAR SEX AND HAVING ALL HIS CLOTHES IN ONE PLACE &#160; The couple with their sweaters tied around their necks, pace a shore line thick with dulse and plastic wrack. &#160; They throw their best selves, their secrets, down onto black sand, the beach lit by [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Wayne Greenhaw: A Writer for Our Times</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 15:04:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; He was my friend. I can’t say I knew him for many, many years, as some who read this will be able to say. But I knew him for a few years in San Miguel de Allende, in Mexico. We taught at literary conferences as fellow faculty. We were judges together on a literary [...]]]></description>
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		<title>James Cervantes: Assuming the position of poetry editor</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 15:04:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was honored to have poems included in Sol&#8217;s first year and am now pleased to be handed the duties of poetry editor by Bill Pearlman. Bill has done a great job in establishing a broad selection of poetry in Sol&#8216;s pages and I am quite content to maintain that breadth of taste. I hope [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Stories &#8211; July 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/fiction/stories-july-2011/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 14:55:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Valparaíso (an Excerpt) In this story by Tony Cohan, a man searches for his brother in Chile, despite deep foreboding. The Levirate Marriage Roberta Rich takes the reader into an earlier time, when to be alive is to be in danger. Christmas Tides Seagulls, sibling rivalry, fish and chips, and beer, frame Carolyn Roberts&#8217;s sparkling [...]]]></description>
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		<title>From the Editors &#8211; July 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/from-the-editors/from-the-editors-july-2011/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 14:51:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>juan_sandoval</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[James Cervantes writes about taking over as poetry editor for Sol. Eva Hunter on Wayne Greenhaw: A Writer for Our Times.]]></description>
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		<title>Tony Cohan: Valparaíso—Excerpt</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/fiction/tony-cohan-excerpt-from-valparaiso/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 00:06:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Marimar’s father was a sailor. He worked the big ships carrying Chilean copper to the U.S. and Europe. Sometimes he crewed on scientific expeditions to Antarctica. He was an ardent supporter of Salvador Allende and after the 1973 coup he never came home. Marimar told me that when she was a girl she used to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Roberta Rich: The Levirate Marriage, Chapter One</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 00:05:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ottoman Empire, Caucasus Region, High Taurus Mountains, Village of Kas June 1579 &#160; Nursing lambs never stray far from their mother’s teats. If Zofia had been paying attention, she would have heard the black lamb’s frantic bleating and the answering cry of its mother. But the girl squatted on the hillside, jutting rocks digging into [...]]]></description>
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		<title>José Skinner: Qué Será</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 00:04:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Qué será, será.” This wasn’t actually the first thing she said after telling him she thought she might be pregnant. Before these words came out, they’d discussed the quality of the pregnancy test stick, examined its packaging, verified the expiration date. His first impulse was to walk back to the village farmacia and get another—this [...]]]></description>
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		<title>John Yohe: María José</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 00:03:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Who am I? You’re just now asking me? Ok, I’ll tell you my story, though you won’t understand me. I’m from Guadalajara, I was born there. My father worked in a panadería, a bread store, and mother worked in a tortillería, where tortillas are made. The real kind that smell good and you can eat [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Writings &#8211; July 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/writings-july-2011/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 00:02:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Saying Goodbye To Miss Spetgang A blind girl learns to survive, excel and forgive in this piece by Deborah Kent Stein. An excerpt from Final Verdict: What Really Happened In The Rosenberg Case “Walter [Schneir] tells how he was serendipitously able to test the authenticity of the Russian documents while spending a winter writing and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poetry &#8211; July 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/poetry-july-2011/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 00:02:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Objet petit-a Ankur Betageri &#8220;A maddening beauty&#8221; Volvo Pelirrojo Yago Cura &#8220;was hoping the totaled crimson Volvo was going to toe down and shape up&#8221; San Blas James A. Hawley &#8220;Annette —who was deathly afraid of bugs— &#38; I once Spent a week together in a room near San Blas&#8221; Incursion Halvard Johnson &#8220;Evening feathers [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Deborah Kent Stein: Saying Goodbye to Miss Spetgang</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/deborah-kent-stein-saying-goodbye-to-miss-spetgang/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 00:01:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; The roof of our school was flat as a plank, and covered with a smooth, rubbery substance that gave a little bounce to my feet when I ran. In inner-city Paterson, New Jersey, space was scarce, and the school board had turned the roof into a playground just for us, the kids in the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Walter Schneir: excerpt from &#8220;Final Verdict: What Really Happened In The Rosenberg Case&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 00:00:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Introductory Notes by Miriam Schneir For fifty years my late husband and colleague, Walter Schneir, remained a dedicated student of the Rosenberg case. He and I began the research that resulted in our jointly authored book, Invitation to an Inquest, in 1959—only six years after Julius Rosenberg and his wife, Ethel, the parents of two [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Lynda Schor: The Dog Playground</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/lynda-schor-the-dog-playground/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 00:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Linda Schor]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[the dog playground]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[We, some of the gringos of San Miguel de Allende, meet in the Jardín, the central square, to give our dogs a chance to play together, and to talk about getting municipal officials to set aside part of Parque Juárez, or a small piece of land somewhere in town, for a dog playground. Most of us [...]]]></description>
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		<title>John Simonds: The Goose of Christmas Past</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/john-simonds-the-goose-of-christmas-past/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:59:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[On an arctic-cold morning in late December, I spied six geese performing their morning ablutions in an open patch of icy water on the Chicago River. They used their elongated necks as scoops to ladle water onto their feathered backs, then toweled off by standing erect in the icy water and flapping their wings until [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Jack Steele: A Prologue to other Sides: Revisiting the Route taken by Graham Green in 1938</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/jack-steele-a-prologue-to-other-sides-revisiting-the-route-taken-by-graham-green-in-1938/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:59:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[graheem green]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jack Steele]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Writer’s note:  I visited Nuevo Laredo in April 2003, a relatively peaceful time between the drug war madnesses. The name has changed, but the small neon sign outside is altered, not replaced, as if to send this message: It’s really the same, amigo. Don’t let the new name bother you. The inside is exactly the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Jay W. Vogt: Running Scared</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/jay-w-vogt-running-scared/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:58:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In my inner-city neighborhood, there were three rules about the big, wild park that bordered the back of my house. First, don’t go into it at all.  Second, if you must go, don’t go to the other side (where the drug dealing and gang fights will get you). Third, if you are crazy enough to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>John Warley: Sonny in Camden</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/john-warley-sonny-in-camden/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:58:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[At a pay phone off the interstate, I scanned the modest phone book for Camden, South Carolina, with the sense that I was about to stutter my way through some awkward questions with hard answers. Even in small towns, eight years bring change. It had been that long since I&#8217;d spoken to Sonny&#8217;s mother, a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ankur Betageri: Objet Petit-a</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/ankur-betageri-objet-petit-a/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:56:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>juan_sandoval</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A maddening beauty she expanded with weird angles and before I could realize she’d thrown up on my road a truckload of shiny iron pipe-joints She was beautiful and huge and dangerous: a gigantic red mouth opening in the sky. And I stood, looking up a tree waiting to be enveloped by the balmy breath [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Yago Cura: Volvo Pelirrojo</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/yago-cura-volvo-pelirojo/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:56:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; was hoping the totaled crimson Volvo was going to toe down and shape up &#160; it had already shown regenerative properties and i got to thinking the calaveras could be remanded, that the somnambulant water pump, the spark plug wires shredded Carbonara, the spark plugs themselves, carbonized as they were past mechanical retribution might [...]]]></description>
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		<title>James A. Hawley: San Blas</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:55:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>juan_sandoval</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; Annette — who was deathly afraid of bugs— &#38; I once Spent a week together in a room near San Blas that we Shared with a roach the size of a dinner plate. The door only Locked from the outside &#38; I took the key with me when I went To get [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Halvard Johnson: Incursion</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/halvard-johnson-incursion/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:55:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>juan_sandoval</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[  Evening feathers across the sky. One by one, the colonizers come.]]></description>
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		<title>W.F. Lantry: Cabrillo</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/w-f-lantry-cabrillo/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:54:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Those voices, and the sea, and this cold wind, this carnival of light and unknown masks the seawall, in its darkness, and the road now filled with unremembered faces, or their gestures, indicating something I seemed to acknowledge then, or half know now, return, and through these distances, this space or strange confusion almost [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Author Bios &#8211; July 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/author-biographies/author-bios-july-2011/</link>
		<comments>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/author-biographies/author-bios-july-2011/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:51:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Carolyn Roberts]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Deborah Kent Stein]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Jack Steele]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[James A. Hawley]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jay W. Vogt]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[LYNDA SCHOR]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Roberta Rich]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Tony Cohan]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; ANKUR BETAGERI (b.1983) is a bilingual fiction writer and poet – writing in English and Kannada –based in New Delhi. He has a collection of short stories (Bhog and Other Stories, 2010), two collections of poetry in Kannada (Hidida Usiru, 2004 and Idara Hesaru, 2006) and one in English (The Sea of Silence, 2000). [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sponsors &#8211; July 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/sponsors/sponsors-july-2011/</link>
		<comments>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/sponsors/sponsors-july-2011/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:50:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Carolyn Roberts]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[fiona hernandez]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[International PEN, San Miguel de Allende Scholarship Fund The San Miguel de Allende chapter of International PEN is a recipient of all revenues generated through SOL: English Writing in Mexico. San Miguel de Allende PEN scholarships support at-risk local students who would otherwise not be able to continue in school. The program is in serious need of funds, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Anne Nicolai: Coffee &#8211; Grounds for Lasting Friendship</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/end-paper/anne-nicolai-coffee-grounds-for-lasting-friendship/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:45:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Eva Hunter</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; I can honestly say that, with one notable exception, I am on friendly terms with every one of a fairly impressive list of former “significant others,” and I think I know why. It’s because they all share my affinity for coffee. The man I married just out of college doesn’t drink coffee—never did. Which [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Joe Somoza: Mouth Piece</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/joe-somoza-mouth-piece/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:12:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; Either, or. You do it to the words, or the words make you. You sound. They sound you. You speak your language: it speaks you, its mouth, its instrument, the horn it blows to make you foolish and true. Both, and. Your words. You blow your true and foolish horn.]]></description>
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		<title>Carolyn Roberts: Christmas Tides</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/fiction/carolyn-roberts-christmas-tides/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Jul 2011 01:24:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“What an amazing little girl,” says the rosy-cheeked lady in the front row, as I curtsy to my audience. “And only six years old,” I answer. She hands me a large bunch of yellow flowers, tied up with a floppy, lacy bow, like the one on Mum’s anniversary present. I cradle them in my arms. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Writings &#8211; March 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/writings-march-2011/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2011 00:25:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; The Year the World Stood Still The implications of conversations twenty years apart between Joseph Dispenza and film director Robert Wise stimulate this conversation about the future. &#160; Persuing a New Obsession – Maya Civilization A trip of sights and sounds in a Mexican jungle, by Leigh Hymans. &#160; From Buryin&#8217; Daddy: Putting My Lebanese, Catholic, Southern [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poetry &#8211; March 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/poetry-march-2011/</link>
		<comments>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/poetry-march-2011/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2011 00:24:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Shock Value For James Cervantes things, even word forms, change. &#160; Prayer for Joe’s Taco Lounge, Mill Valley Molly Fisk’s ode to another place. &#160; The Beach Here, Peter Marin offers contemplation of eternity. &#160; Confetti A remembrance of injustice, by Jodie Lea Martire. &#160; White-faced Ibis Bill Pearlman’s bird dreams and more. &#160; [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eva Hunter: A Most Satisfactory Year</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/from-the-editors/eva-hunter-a-most-satisfactory-year/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:45:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Eva Hunter</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[With the March, 2011 issue, we&#8217;ve completed our first year of publishing. And what a year it&#8217;s been! We&#8217;ve had an excerpt from C.M. Mayo&#8217;s book, The Last Prince of Mexico; a short-story, The Pickpocket, from multi-award winning writer Christopher Cook; an essay from Tony Cohan; fiction from Wayne Greenhaw; poetry from Margaret Randall; and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Aaron Clark: Real Enough</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/fiction/aaron-clark-real-enough/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:44:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I. “Why don’t you want to eat it?” she said. “Because it’s not real chicken. It’s not real,” he said. “Well, there’s got to be some chicken in it or else they couldn’t sell it as &#8216;Chicken Nuggets.’” “Says who?” “Says somebody important. Here. Read the package.” “Well, it’s not all chicken like it used [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Matthew Dexter: Safest Gym in Juárez, Mexico</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:44:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Treadmills: I use the treadmill not so much for exercise as for the sensors which measure heart rate through your palms. I do this to ascertain whether I’m still alive. Red letters display proof of existence, a number that often doesn’t surpass the weekly murder rate of this city. The drug war has crippled our family. We’ve lost [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Nathan Feuerberg: Exquisite Encounter</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/fiction/nathan-feuerberg-exquisite-encounter/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:43:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[They move through the crowd to the back of the train car. Her daughter bounces into an empty seat while Diana hovers above her, holding onto the leather strap which loops from the overhead bar. Before they&#8217;ve left Union Square her daughter is engrossed in a paperback. Only nine, Diana thinks, and Maria’s already reading [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Wayne Greenhaw: The Lonely Cello</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/fiction/wayne-greenhaw-the-lonely-cello/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:42:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Every afternoon I walked from the center of town to our rented home in colonia San Antonio. Passing the ice cream vendors on the corner of Canal and Hernandez Macias, where I spoke a cordial “Buenos tardes,” to mi amigo Alfredo, I strode down the hill on Canal toward the bridge beneath Quebrada. Walking under [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bill Meissner: Fainting</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:42:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[We didn’t know much then—what we did know were the insides of cigarette packages and the inside of the boys’ room where, during recess, we sneaked in to try some fainting. There we were, Phil Keyhoe, Tommy Madsen and me, Skip Carrigan, three cocky eighth-graders crouched on our haunches in the middle of the bathroom. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Joseph Dispenza: The Year the World Stood Still</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/joseph-dispenzathe-year-the-world-stood-still/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:41:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last year in San Miguel de Allende, a feeling of stasis seemed to have set in. What happened&#8230;and how are we sorting it all out? Klaatu: I am fearful when I see people substituting fear for reason. &#8211; &#8220;The Day the Earth Stood Still&#8221; (1951) In a previous lifetime, as a student and later a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Leigh Hyams: Persuing A New Obsession &#8211; Maya Civilization</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/leigh-hyams-persuing-a-new-obsession-maya-civilization/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:40:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A friend and I pooled our pesos to hire a car and a Mexican driver in San Cristobal de las Casas for the eight-hour trip on twisting mountain roads to Lacondon—an area of extant Maya in Chiapas. The road moved over endless topes (unmarked speed bumps), through small villages, deep green valleys, and high peaks [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Teresa Nicholas: Buryin&#8217; Daddy: Putting My Lebanese, Catholic, Southern Baptist Childhood to Rest—Excerpt</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/teresa-nicholas-excerpt-from-buryin-daddy-putting-my-lebanese-catholic-southern-baptist-childhood-to-rest/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:40:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Chapter Eight Mama called. It was a blinding January morning, the kind that happens rarely in New York, when the slow gray clouds of a winter storm finally lift and the sun comes out startling strong, composing the day into hard blue skies and white-capped lawns. Even before her stroke, Mama would always wait for [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Anne Nicolai: How I Lost My Voice And How Karaoke Found It</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:39:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[How I Lost My Voice And How Karaoke Found It.]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[When I was ten years old, a girlfriend told me I was a terrible singer. She was my best friend and I trusted her opinion. So, for thirty years, I shut up. I didn’t sing in the shower. I didn’t sing in the car. I didn’t sing in church. I didn’t sing around the campfire. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Edward Simpson: A Bit of Obedient Raging</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/non-fiction/edward-simpson-a-bit-of-obedient-raging/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:38:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’m only 83&#8211;my brother is 90&#8211;and I’m enumerating some losses this morning because, though I&#8217;m not really old, I do feel them. The taste of coffee is much less vibrant than it used to be, for example&#8211;probably because the aroma is gone&#8211;and these losses lead me into a thicket of diminished sense perception that I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Jim Cervantes: Shock Value</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:38:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Words that wore hatchets in the heady days of high poetics awake festooned with incomplete days. . What shall I make of that? asks a plump little sausage with boundless sexual appetite, . then defers to a narrative leafing out: so many elections apparently decided, so much collateral damage. . Suppose it went like [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Molly Fisk: Prayer for Joe&#8217;s Taco Lounge,Mill Valley</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/molly-fisk-prayer-for-joes-taco-loungemill-valley/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:37:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Fig-sized red and orange all-year Christmas bulbs splash their holy light on the plastic-coated tablecloths and glint against the bottled throats of every brand . of hot sauce — El Yucateco, Tapatio, Dona Maria&#8217;s Mole, singing their fiery songs on a shelf that lines the room, nestled among a hundred ceramic Madonnas — . [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Peter Marin: The Beach</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:37:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; The ocean was always there, always the edge, always the limitless limit, breaking, whole. Always. Nights, in the distance, the stars fell and fell without end. Nights! And the women, moving or still, underneath or above. Always, the ocean and the setting of suns dusk after dusk, and the heart as it opened: the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Jodie Lea Martire: Confetti</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/jodie-lea-martire-confetti/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:36:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[On October 2, 1968, over 300 protesting students and civilians were killed by police and soldiers in the Plaza de las Tres Culturas, Tlatelolco, Mexico City. The slogan El dos de octubre no se olvida [The second of October will not be forgotten] is still used in graffiti and at protest marches throughout Mexico. Those responsible have never [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bill Pearlman: White-faced Ibis</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/poetry/bill-pearlman-white-faced-ibis/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:35:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[What if these formations of birds involve flying somewhere to dream &#38; back again, outward across the skyscape into the sunset how did it happen so many so close attuned to such strange configurations of desire]]></description>
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		<title>Margaret Randall: Laurette at Teotihuacán</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:34:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[.                                                                                                          &#8211; for my son Gregory You walk with small steps, back absolutely erect, a picnic basket swinging on your arm. From the painted cane of that basket dark breads and rich patés emerge along with monogrammed linen, butter knives and thermos of good tea. . Your weekly visit meets with local diggers who work [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Author Biographies &#8211; March 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/author-biographies/author-bios-march-2011/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:34:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Cazz</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[LUCINA T. KATHMANN]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Margaret Randall]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Molly Fisk]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Nathan Feuerberg]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; JAMES CERVANTES was the editor of The Salt River Review for thirteen years. His latest book, Temporary Meaning, is available from Hamilton Stone Editions. Other books include The Headlong Future, The Year Is Approaching Snow, and Changing The Subject, a dialogue in poems with Halvard Johnson. AARON CLARK teaches English at Brookhaven College in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sponsors &#8211; March 2011</title>
		<link>http://www.solliterarymagazine.com/sponsors/sponsors-march-2011/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 22:33:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Eva Hunter</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[International PEN, San Miguel de Allende Scholarship Fund The San Miguel de Allende chapter of International PEN is a recipient of all revenues generated through SOL: English Writing in Mexico. San Miguel de Allende PEN scholarships support at-risk local students who would otherwise not be able to continue in school. The program is in serious need [...]]]></description>
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