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		<title>The Museum of Lago Atitlan</title>
		<link>http://othermatters.org/2009/03/09/the-museum-of-lago-atitlan/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 01:52:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A male cardinal in March; a flash of red against snow. He jumps up the branches of the oak tree wearing a black mask over his eyes. He is crimson from his crest to the tip of his tail; one is almost glad, seeing him, for the bareness of the season. Were there leaves on [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=othermatters.org&amp;blog=46480&amp;post=928&amp;subd=othermatters&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ezkina&#8217;s Moon</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 15:26:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The yellow is fading from Ezkina’s world. She sits at her table, coloring, singing a sad song to herself. A story of bees rests under her crayon; she spreads lemon over pink. “Ezkina,” I call to her from my desk. “Ta’ali, mama. Come here, please.” She looks up from her singing with the surprise of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=othermatters.org&amp;blog=46480&amp;post=911&amp;subd=othermatters&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Crossing</title>
		<link>http://othermatters.org/2009/01/29/crossing/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2009 02:08:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I lay three fatted twigs along the fireplace&#8217;s grate, and stretch an Ossipee log across them. I have loosened handfuls of splinters along its face, in the hope of encouraging flames. It is a dark morning; new snow has fallen. There is precious little paper, and no real kindling. I tear strips from a brown [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=othermatters.org&amp;blog=46480&amp;post=900&amp;subd=othermatters&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Lady in Waiting</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 19:40:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Neela toddles across the bridal suite, and finds my makeup bag. At three, she is old enough to unzip; a gray kohl pencil, a strand of pink pearls and a collection of pins spill onto the floor. From these she extracts the pearls. Looping them around her neck, she shuffles in the direction of the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=othermatters.org&amp;blog=46480&amp;post=827&amp;subd=othermatters&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Driving</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 11:53:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We&#8217;ve been together for two and a half weeks now, the five of us, mistaken at the tollbooth for a family. The journey between Sharon and home is thirty-six miles; when we&#8217;re lucky, it&#8217;s forty-five minutes. When we&#8217;re not, it can take an hour. Our games to entertain each other are evolving: what began with [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=othermatters.org&amp;blog=46480&amp;post=823&amp;subd=othermatters&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 11:33:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Aisha&#8217;s horse wants vegetables after salah. We pause at the playground&#8217;s entrance and I pat the front of my abaya, pantomiming pockets. &#8220;I have something special today,&#8221; I tell her. &#8220;For &#8216;Eid. Today, it&#8217;s not carrots.&#8221; She scrunches her eyebrows into a bow. &#8220;What is it?&#8221; I draw an imagined white bulb with my hand. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=othermatters.org&amp;blog=46480&amp;post=815&amp;subd=othermatters&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Banishment</title>
		<link>http://othermatters.org/2008/09/25/exile-for-twenty/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 02:01:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She frames it as a question. &#8220;Do you think that they&#8217;re too young to go upstairs to the masjid?&#8221; I watch lunchtime from the doorway; on my left, my twenty charges. On my right, elegance, in black, is waiting. &#8220;I know they enjoy the change of pace,&#8221; I try to avoid answering. For a moment [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=othermatters.org&amp;blog=46480&amp;post=790&amp;subd=othermatters&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Beginning</title>
		<link>http://othermatters.org/2008/09/19/beginning/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 19:48:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Three meters outside the First Grade door, my feet won&#8217;t go on. A container full of backyard grapes balances in my hands; a miniature snail, shell fingernail pale, climbs slowly between globes. She is as I feel: in trouble so deep she can&#8217;t begin to guess. Hopelessly out of place. I cross the long way [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=othermatters.org&amp;blog=46480&amp;post=780&amp;subd=othermatters&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Turkey Diary: Let Us Pray</title>
		<link>http://othermatters.org/2008/08/14/turkey-diary-let-us-pray/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 10:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[1. Istanbul The entrance to the mosque is hidden behind a metal door which swings. It is early, still, for maghrib; I imagined, walking downhill, that I would find a space inside, up in a balcony, where I might wait to pray. The masjid is a simple thing with a short minaret, just this side [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=othermatters.org&amp;blog=46480&amp;post=691&amp;subd=othermatters&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Turkey Diary: Unwrapping</title>
		<link>http://othermatters.org/2008/07/24/turkey-diary-unwrapping/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 00:12:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Istanbul, July 20 Hazelnuts grow in twists of green from which they must be pried. To my left in the shade of the window frame, Hasibe&#8217;s fingers unwrap leaves. At her touch, they open; one by one, nuts are freed. Soon a handful roll on the white place mat. They are shaped like acorns and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=othermatters.org&amp;blog=46480&amp;post=632&amp;subd=othermatters&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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