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		<description><![CDATA[By Daniel José Older Sierra Santiago got off the Q train at the dimly lit Church Avenue station in the heart of Brooklyn. The platform was deserted and a gentle rain drifted onto the tracks. She tried to shake the nervousness off, but the idea of spending alone time with Robbie had given her a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tidepoolfiction.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6505771&amp;post=147&amp;subd=tidepoolfiction&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Erin Fanning “Listen to this,” Maddie said, tapping the worn paperback she held in her hands. Her voice mingled with the shouts of children running up and down the beach. They whooped and screamed as Maddie read aloud from Twilight. She used honeyed tones for Bella’s dialogue and deepened with Edward’s, growing almost harsh [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tidepoolfiction.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6505771&amp;post=126&amp;subd=tidepoolfiction&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Jordan Elizabeth Mierek Perfect hair the color of liquid dish soap, yellow with white highlights in the long tresses, curled around her dangling crystal earrings.  The other holes accentuating her ears were filled in with rhinestone studs.  Her head tipped to one side, plumped glossy lips parting to reveal straight pearly whites as a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tidepoolfiction.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6505771&amp;post=121&amp;subd=tidepoolfiction&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Wisdom At Any Age</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Iris Whyte “It’s not enough to hate it. Ya gotta do something about it!” I spit a mouthful of sunflower seed husks onto the grass and get to my feet. “C’mon. Let’s go find him.” “Not me. Not a chance.” “You don’t do it now, you never will.” I give Michael my best big-brother [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tidepoolfiction.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6505771&amp;post=116&amp;subd=tidepoolfiction&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Heart of the Matter</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Melissa A. Lee He’s gotta pass it to me this time. I’m wide open. I crane my head as I look over the mob of players. Nick’s holding the basketball. He seems to look in my general direction, but then looks away. I know he’s cornered. I’m his only option. Funny—I used to be [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tidepoolfiction.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6505771&amp;post=108&amp;subd=tidepoolfiction&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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