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		<title>Remnants by Greg Nicholl</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2015 03:44:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>In the fields, a girl stumbles on the remains of an antelope. She was hoping for gnomes or gold, not a skull nestled between a rock and a clump of paintbrush as if deliberately composed by some amateur painter. The flesh long since plucked clean by scavengers who, once full, disbanded to stash each bone ... <a title="Remnants by Greg Nicholl" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2015/06/09/remnants-greg-nicholl/" aria-label="Read more about Remnants by Greg Nicholl">Read more</a></p>
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		<title>Evaporation by Greg Nicholl</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2015 03:44:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>They submit, let the current take them, their bodies a tangle of elbows and knees that smack against the portable pool. In the desert, every ounce of water is coveted. Kids slosh in every direction, oblivious why soil beyond the plush green lawn cracks. On the Pacific, miles of beaches shift, claim entire towns, playgrounds ... <a title="Evaporation by Greg Nicholl" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2015/06/09/evaporation-greg-nicholl/" aria-label="Read more about Evaporation by Greg Nicholl">Read more</a></p>
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		<title>Enter Helena by Joseph Mills</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2015 03:31:23 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>She thought the role rubbish but she had agreed to it because he swore there’d be a good part in his next play: It Is What It Is something more than the usual witch, wench, lady in waiting, something, he had hinted, with weapons and the chance to use them. She wasn’t naïve. She knew ... <a title="Enter Helena by Joseph Mills" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2015/06/09/enter-helena-joseph-mills/" aria-label="Read more about Enter Helena by Joseph Mills">Read more</a></p>
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		<title>A Light Drizzle by Daniel Pecchenino</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2015 03:07:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Rain in Los Angeles makes you think about all the lives you don’t lead, the times you didn’t move somewhere with four seasons, of girls who wanted you to follow them back to northern ancestral homes or jobs in fashion, of your parents wishing you lived around the corner for Sunday games and the inevitable ... <a title="A Light Drizzle by Daniel Pecchenino" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2015/06/09/light-drizzle-daniel-pecchenino/" aria-label="Read more about A Light Drizzle by Daniel Pecchenino">Read more</a></p>
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		<title>My Cousin Who Loves the Lord by Kristin Collier</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2015 02:55:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Calls on a highway home from her evening shift, where she sells clothes rich in silk and cashmere. Last year, I had a miscarriage. Her voice is thick with Kentucky, faith in her husband, her firstborn, and miracles. It turned to cancer. Her body loved the tumor, she says. Loved it so much her belly ... <a title="My Cousin Who Loves the Lord by Kristin Collier" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2015/06/09/cousin-loves-lord-kristin-collier/" aria-label="Read more about My Cousin Who Loves the Lord by Kristin Collier">Read more</a></p>
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