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		<title>Featured Poetry &#8211; Ruth Sabath Rosenthal</title>
		<link>http://unshodquills.com/2013/04/03/featured-poetry-ruth-sabath-rosenthal/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Apr 2013 05:44:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the theme of Your Very Flesh Emily, Rescue Me from Mediocrity hunkered down on Me — an Albatross, that by Night in full fright, slips ten Talons through my sleepless Brain and digs up Bits and Pieces of Poems ostensibly laid to rest. From my writing Hand by Day — in full Sight — [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=unshodquills.com&#038;blog=22519694&#038;post=2488&#038;subd=unshodquills&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Calvin Walker</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Apr 2013 05:39:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the theme of Your Very Flesh   Author Biography Calvin Walker is a photographer and filmmaker. He was born in Jamaica, grew up in London and later moved to Paris. He works for the French Film Commission and also creates art videos.  He is currently preparing a follow-up to his successful short film “Blanche”. [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=unshodquills.com&#038;blog=22519694&#038;post=2496&#038;subd=unshodquills&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Michael Haeflinger</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Apr 2013 05:33:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the themes of Elvis and Your Very Flesh Artist Biography Michael Haeflinger lives in Philadelphia, PA.  Recent collages will appear on the 22 Magazine blog and in the anthology Found Patrick.   www.michaelhaeflinger.com Filed under: UQ Compatriots<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=unshodquills.com&#038;blog=22519694&#038;post=2483&#038;subd=unshodquills&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A Letter From the Editor</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Apr 2013 05:25:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear Readers and Contributors, Future calls from Unshod Quills will for submissions of poetry and photography only. Send us letters at unshodquills@gmail.com. Until the well runs dry, UQ Filed under: UQ Compatriots<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=unshodquills.com&#038;blog=22519694&#038;post=2615&#038;subd=unshodquills&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Michael Lambert</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Apr 2013 03:58:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the themes of Your Very Flesh and&#160;Rivers [I'm twenty-four years old &#38; driving my father's 1984 Ford F-150 down a highway that is whispering us to sleep.] I&#8217;m twenty-four years old &#38; driving my father&#8217;s 1984 Ford F-150 down a highway that is whispering us to sleep. The windows are down &#38; the radio [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=unshodquills.com&#038;blog=22519694&#038;post=2486&#038;subd=unshodquills&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>W. M. Butler</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 21:56:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the theme of Gratitude GOODBYE, BILL BUTLER “I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I&#8217;ll go to it laughing.” ― Herman Melville, Moby-Dick Though we’re apart You’re part of me still For you were my thrill On Blueberry Hill — Fats Domino, Blueberry Hill &#8220;Fuck you, cock [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=unshodquills.com&#038;blog=22519694&#038;post=2505&#038;subd=unshodquills&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Featured Non-Fiction &#8211; Nicolette Wong</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 21:56:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the theme of Groceries THE NATURAL HISTORY OF THE GROCERIES OF NICOLETTE WONG I. Red Bean Bun They call it flower shaped, the red bean paste spilling over your lips when you bite into a petal. I’m about six years old, looking for my favorite bun in the bags of groceries my grandma has [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=unshodquills.com&#038;blog=22519694&#038;post=2603&#038;subd=unshodquills&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Evelyn Sharenov</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 21:55:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the theme of Gratitude THE TOPOGRAPHY OF HER CHEST I found out later it was the superintendent who found the hard ugly lump glued into his wife’s small right breast, the same night she conceived their tenth child. “Goyim,” my mother said. She shook her head when she heard that Estelle was pregnant again. [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=unshodquills.com&#038;blog=22519694&#038;post=2607&#038;subd=unshodquills&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>JP Reese</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Mar 2013 20:19:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the themes of &#160;Your Very Flesh, Rivers, and Salt Handyman Our house turns thirty-five this year. At thirty-five, most women glow. Not so this dowager we own. At thirty-five, she’s come undone; her ceilings peel, streaked windows stick, their sashes grimed, cracked tiles tilt, our feet career like drunks’ across this ever-shifting plain. This [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=unshodquills.com&#038;blog=22519694&#038;post=2675&#038;subd=unshodquills&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Jason M. Vaughn</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Mar 2013 16:10:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the themes of Gratitude and Rivers Ode to Crohn’s Let us pretend, my devoted companion, that it’s not I who have you but you who have me: that you’re the man and I am the disease that shaped you in ways only a god can, out of some rough thing as ordinary as a [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=unshodquills.com&#038;blog=22519694&#038;post=2588&#038;subd=unshodquills&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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