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		<description>The original writings of author Eric</description>
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			<title>Atom Bomb</title>
			<description>...he began with a bottled scream.</description>
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			<title>My Red Murder</title>
			<description>There’s a murder in my pocket.</description>
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			<title>Bluhm Like Bloom</title>
			<description>Would you like me to supersize your order for two more dollars?</description>
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			<title>We all fall down.</title>
			<description>&quot;...we’re losing aerodynamic lift.” 
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			<title>Holy Husk</title>
			<description>...this flicker-spark in holy husk shines.</description>
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			<title>This is us, sleeping.</title>
			<description>We sleep spooning.</description>
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			<title>A Good Tailor</title>
			<description>Tucker is comfortable working with the dead. He likes the stillness. He likes the quite.</description>
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			<title>Becoming Burning</title>
			<description>Lily lays in the blaze becoming a genuine burning bush, only it’s her.   
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			<title>Oliphant</title>
			<description>“Listen to the little beast” I think.  And even though this is my first outing with the men, I’m convinced I’ll singlehandedly free the calve and earn the respect of the entire village.  “Today,” I tell myself, “my feet are on a new path.”    
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			<title>Winter Killed</title>
			<description>Having dared to live free, Cora was not like the town’s folk, unconsciously imprisoned by the commonplace. To be in her presence was to have the sense that it was your birthday and to want adventure and to do things that can’t be done. </description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/ebreezy/427455/</link>
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			<title>A Good Melon</title>
			<description>Why is it so difficult to believe we are loved, worth loving?</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/ebreezy/426188/</link>
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			<title>Wish You Were Here</title>
			<description>Monday she writes, “I’m calling on your fingers.” Tuesday: “Find me.” Wednesday: “You are a waiting wish in my heart.” Thursday: “Keep me like a secret.” Friday: “Wish you were here.” </description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/ebreezy/425623/</link>
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			<title>Frosting</title>
			<description>I decide to devour her, right there on the kitchen floor. </description>
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			<title>A Time To Die</title>
			<description>Everyone has a perfect death, a right ending to their life. And in each face, I see it – the way a person should expire.   </description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/ebreezy/425030/</link>
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			<title>The Playground Saint</title>
			<description>Sometimes I imagine there’s a ring of light circling the crown of Jilly’s head. Sometimes I want to kiss her porcelain hands and feet. Sometimes I’m afraid to look at her. </description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/ebreezy/424708/</link>
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			<title>Cielo y el Hombre del Sol</title>
			<description>They spent the summer exploring each other under the wandering arms of the persimmon trees and in the autumn among the fallen, over-ripe persimmons.    </description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/ebreezy/424560/</link>
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			<title>The Secret To Prayer</title>
			<description>I think I’ll concentrate on listening to the prayers of people when they bathe, I see them better naked; people are truer when they’re vulnerable.</description>
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			<title>There was an affair in this building.</title>
			<description>The weeping rafters hold the rope while I coordinate my kicks. The evening becomes more hushed than I’ve ever heard except for the pinching noises of the noose – a kind of poetry, a sort of song.</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/ebreezy/423900/</link>
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			<title>Everything whispers, I love you, but no one whispers, I love you, Tim.</title>
			<description>There is no daddy-goodnight; there is no momma-embrace, just Tim pulling sleep towards his self, rocking.  
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			<title>At the sound of the tone...</title>
			<description>T.R. mops the marble floors at three o clock every day. He strikes subtle poses for Alina – boyfriend poses, husband poses, lift with the knees poses.   “She will love me” he whispers, like a prayer.</description>
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			<link>http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/ebreezy/423288/</link>
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			<title>Frank the Phrenologist and the Fabulous Wolf Woman</title>
			<description>The remarkable thing about Frank is this: he has the ability to comprehend a person’s character by the prominences and protuberances on their head.  For Frank, to look at you is to know you. 
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			<title>Something of Inexplicable Value</title>
			<description>'Every morning, so far, I’m alive' Ella thinks just before locking the apartment door behind her. Then, she takes that great breath that divers do before they plunge and she readies herself to enter the world for a moment of drowning.
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			<title>The Beginning of Sadness</title>
			<description>Sebastian is overlooking his little boy in the fever of becoming a man. He’s learning to ignore the stomach aches of growing up. His man walking shoes pinch, so does his tie, so does his beautiful wife.</description>
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			<title>Be A Man</title>
			<description>Dream, and in your dreams coyotes eat their young, children learn to ride bikes without fathers to run behind, and God is a woman caught shaving her legs in the Fountain of Youth.</description>
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