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	<title>Michelle Brooks &#8211; Litbreak Magazine</title>
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	<description>No Poem Is the Only Poem. No Story Is the Only Story. It&#039;s Just One Planet. But There Are Many Stories. </description>
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		<title>Watch What Develops</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Aug 2016 13:00:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I have never been to Coney Island yet the Ferris wheel in sepia-drenched pictures, the greenish tint of old Polaroids, the relics rendered in black and white fills me with a past I will never know. And yet it is mine, a ghost that speaks my name as if I’d been there, haunted by rides &#8230; <p class="link-more"><a href="https://litbreak.com/watch-what-develops/" class="more-link">Continue reading<span class="screen-reader-text"> "Watch What Develops"</span></a></p>]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Smart, Very Smart</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Michelle Brooks]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2016 13:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Jimmy Carter looked green as he delivered his last state of the union. Of course, everyone did on the old Magnavox for ten minutes or so. My parents turned it on well advance of the buyer who had called in response to the Thrifty Nickel ad. It takes a few minutes to get going, my &#8230; <p class="link-more"><a href="https://litbreak.com/smart-very-smart/" class="more-link">Continue reading<span class="screen-reader-text"> "Smart, Very Smart"</span></a></p>]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Walk-In Emergencies Welcome</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Michelle Brooks]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2016 12:45:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I live in minefields, study dioramas of disaster, pose in crime scenes. I pay attention. Last night, I overheard a woman in a restaurant complain that her friend always confuses Nothing is better with Better than nothing. I once rented an apartment near a clinic with a sign that declared Walk-in Emergencies Welcome, a consolation &#8230; <p class="link-more"><a href="https://litbreak.com/walk-in-emergencies-welcome/" class="more-link">Continue reading<span class="screen-reader-text"> "Walk-In Emergencies Welcome"</span></a></p>]]></description>
		
		
		
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