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		<title>The Magic of a Hardboiled Egg by Guixia Yin</title>
		<link>https://twohawksquarterly.com/2009/08/20/the-magic-of-a-hardboiled-egg-by-guixia-yin/</link>
		
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2009 17:51:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I often looked forward to being sick as a little girl. There was a delicacy to be had only when I was sick. It was a hardboiled egg. My mom would put her palm on my forehead and announce, “Sweet Daughter, you have a fever. I’ll boil an egg for you.” I touched my forehead, ... <a title="The Magic of a Hardboiled Egg by Guixia Yin" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2009/08/20/the-magic-of-a-hardboiled-egg-by-guixia-yin/" aria-label="Read more about The Magic of a Hardboiled Egg by Guixia Yin">Read more</a></p>
<p>The post <a href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2009/08/20/the-magic-of-a-hardboiled-egg-by-guixia-yin/">The Magic of a Hardboiled Egg by Guixia Yin</a> appeared first on <a href="https://twohawksquarterly.com">Two Hawks Quarterly</a>.</p>
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		<title>Pink by Megan McCord</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 22:32:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>The basket weave butter cream frosting was exactly what Amanda had asked for, as were the piles of roses and butterflies that made the cake look more like a floral arrangement than something edible. But the color was all wrong. &#8220;Excuse me, are you sure this my cake? This cake is pink. Mine is supposed ... <a title="Pink by Megan McCord" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2008/11/22/pink-by-megan-mccord/" aria-label="Read more about Pink by Megan McCord">Read more</a></p>
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		<title>RITUALS by Lynn Bey</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 17:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>1. Our mother calls me to come and look at her. That is how we begin. &#8220;Say something,&#8221; she says. She tries to sound petulant, but her image in the full-length mirror makes her smile. &#8220;A sheath,&#8221; I offer, cross-legged on the floor. I hold a pillow on my lap despite the heat. Our mother ... <a title="RITUALS by Lynn Bey" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2008/08/22/rituals-by-lynn-bey/" aria-label="Read more about RITUALS by Lynn Bey">Read more</a></p>
<p>The post <a href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2008/08/22/rituals-by-lynn-bey/">RITUALS by Lynn Bey</a> appeared first on <a href="https://twohawksquarterly.com">Two Hawks Quarterly</a>.</p>
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		<title>Childless by Eugenie Theall</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 08:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>  We were seventeen when I paid for my best friend’s abortion, helped answer the doctor’s questions, drove her to my house, lay by her side while she slept.  A coworker had her tubes tied after her second C-section, said her husband always wanted girls. The janitor no longer says my name, only: So, are ... <a title="Childless by Eugenie Theall" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2008/08/22/childless-by-eugenie-theal/" aria-label="Read more about Childless by Eugenie Theall">Read more</a></p>
<p>The post <a href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2008/08/22/childless-by-eugenie-theal/">Childless by Eugenie Theall</a> appeared first on <a href="https://twohawksquarterly.com">Two Hawks Quarterly</a>.</p>
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