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		<title>Saint Elizabeth&#8217;s</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Sarah Long &#160; My body is an ever-changing clock&#8212; spastic springs and gears never settling, never keeping proper time. Bodies carry bodies in pockets, on chains like skin-scented heirlooms. When my grandmother died, she left me her first kiss, the ticking sound of summer asphalt and peach fuzzed legs. I see my mother&#8217;s handwriting on ... <a title="Saint Elizabeth&#8217;s" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2011/10/20/saint-elizabeths/" aria-label="Read more about Saint Elizabeth&#8217;s">Read more</a></p>
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		<title>Sarah Long : Leave Off Doves</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 05:47:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Leave Off Doves Midway through the fall semester, an unnoticeable girl in Professor Woody’s Advanced Fiction workshop dyed her hair an unnatural shade of dark, changed her name to Tasmina, and turned in a story filled with made-up words. She handed out the story to her classmates to be work shopped the following week, and ... <a title="Sarah Long : Leave Off Doves" class="read-more" href="https://twohawksquarterly.com/2007/08/10/sarah-long-leave-off-doves/" aria-label="Read more about Sarah Long : Leave Off Doves">Read more</a></p>
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