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		<title>Weep a Bit</title>
		<description><![CDATA[No matter what I&#8217;m working on, I will find an excuse to take Between Parentheses off the shelf and run my fingers through the index, looking for the day&#8217;s relevant name. This morning I ended up reading most of &#8220;the last interview&#8221; and weeping a bit over the shit that came out of Bolaño&#8217;s mouth, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Springing of Spring</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The first true spring day always sucks me back through time. There have been falsely warm days already, but today you can smell the warmth; the air is silky like the petals of purple crocuses you&#8217;re surprised to see already in bloom. This day sucks me back through my life, to a recess spent playing [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.alicia-kennedy.com/2012/03/the-springing-of-spring/</link>
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		<title>Review of Aira&#8217;s &#8216;Varamo&#8217; at The Rumpus</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Right here. I cared for it at the sentence level, but on the whole I just did not give a shit. Which was weird, considering I&#8217;ve given a shit about every other one of his books that&#8217;s been translated. AIRA FATIGUE?]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.alicia-kennedy.com/2012/02/review-of-airas-varamo-at-the-rumpus/</link>
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		<title>Crying Over Butter</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This morning I’m eating my oatmeal and contemplating brownies. I’m going to make Thomas Keller’s recipe from Ad Hoc at Home today. They’re proven rich chocolate clouds of comfort and joy. As I went over the recipe again, I smiled at the moderately involved procedure necessary for something so seemingly simple&#8212;melting the butter, using the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.alicia-kennedy.com/2012/02/crying-over-butter/</link>
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		<title>Self-awareness</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This is as thin as I should be, as thin as I always was. My back should ache whichever way I turn from overuse, from not enough rest for repair. I should delight in eating only fruit and nuts, inviting jokes about not having finished pecking at my meal. I should feel so light as [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.alicia-kennedy.com/2012/02/self-awareness/</link>
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		<title>Thighs, Girls</title>
		<description><![CDATA[While sitting here snacking on organic mini-wheat cereal wet with organic almond milk, wearing glasses and ostensibly working on a book review, I take a look at my Facebook feed and see a girl I knew in elementary school posing for a picture in a smoky club. She and her friends wear tight, insanely short [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.alicia-kennedy.com/2012/02/thighs-girls/</link>
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		<title>Inappropriate Sentence for Book Review</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The tone attempts formalness, but is markedly manic and hysterical; I could be projecting, though, for I attempt togetherness yet am manic and hysterical.]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.alicia-kennedy.com/2012/02/inappropriate-sentence-for-book-review/</link>
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		<title>Notebook Fantasy</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In my brain, Roberto Bolaño and I are friends. We sit at the bar and he drinks a lot and I&#8217;m full after one beer and I listen to him. He speaks. I nod, laugh, relish his company but worry for him. My personality, like everyone&#8217;s, is dependent upon context. Here, with Bolaño, I am [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.alicia-kennedy.com/2012/02/notebook-fantasy/</link>
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		<title>Birthday Recap</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Hi, I&#8217;m a child. A newly 26-year-old child. THIS IS WHAT I DID ON MY BIRTHDAY! It was my first vegan one, you know. 7 a.m.: regular Wednesday morning yoga class. Teacher told me I look like I&#8217;m &#8220;shrinking,&#8221; and made hand motions to note that it was in girth and not in height. 9:30 [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://blog.alicia-kennedy.com/2011/11/birthday-recap/</link>
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		<title>Tomorrow Is My Birthday</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ll be 26. During some recent domestic squabble with Scott about cooking, I said something about how in the last few years I’ve had to graduate from college, develop a career, and deal with my parents’ divorce&#8212;I hadn’t had a lot of time or space to get into cooking, so I’m sorry if my late [...]]]></description>
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