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	<title>ARC &#187; poetry</title>
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		<title>Geography</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2011/02/16/geography/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 10:49:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In an instant I’m plunged into the old roaring of words that fell from the soaring heights of our eyes to land like rainbow colored mist between our toes. &#8212;- This geography of eyelashes and elbows making its mark on our common spaces. &#8212;- The unchanged arc of our intimate history lights up your single [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Autopsy</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2010/12/03/autopsy/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Dec 2010 18:22:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There I lay open on the examination table all my parts neatly arranged like a high school biology diagram. My separated eyes leaking blood into my upturned palm. My grey and white matter mingling with the filtered contents of my drooping kidneys. My shriveled testicles in the company of my jaundiced tongue. My constricted anus [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Rain</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2010/07/26/rain/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2010 19:12:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/?p=949</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I sat by the railing as rain water dripped from the roof that was shaped like a shroud and remembered that night when I woke up suddenly to feel the ground beneath my body tremble like a torn piece of paper. &#8212;&#8211; I sat by the railing as rain water dripped from the roof that [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dust</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2010/05/28/dust/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2010 16:52:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/?p=936</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[dust storms rage through the city wrapping everything with a thin layer of light brown an innocuous message flapping in the storm suddenly reminds me of you and me wrapped around each other in another world in another time when snow swirled through the air and your hair to land on the edge of your [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Skin</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2010/04/20/skin/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2010/04/20/skin/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Apr 2010 13:47:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/?p=926</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I leave my skin out in the sun to dry under the upturned bowl of blue white stretch marks season its expanse like speed breakers scars and moles acquire new significance under the harsh glare this small scar under the bend of the eyebrow now stretched out seems like a third eye I was not [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Observations</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2010/03/04/observations/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2010 14:56:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/?p=627</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[The curtain on the edge of my finger flutters like a dream shaking off sleep The hills behind the horizon are as still as my heart was on the morning you left The words sit on the page like patient children waiting for the teacher to call their name The tear drops pool on tissues [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Silverline</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2009/04/11/silverline/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 11:39:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://arthedains.com/blog/?p=490</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Walking one afternoon on a path that led into thick bushes I came upon him, fully formed and bright. Wings tucked in on the edge of a jagged leaf he sat contemplating perhaps the great drop below. I approached quietly with my viewing box and held it up to my eye. He swam into detail [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Inside Corners</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2009/04/05/inside-corners/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 16:50:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The beast rose within to smash the mirror of memory that hung on the low wall of self loathing. &#8212;&#8211; Watermelon dreams stain the skin of summer as she smothers the city in her blazing yellow shamiana. &#8212;&#8211; A gap in the stars A full stop out of place The twisted sky falls apart The [...]]]></description>
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		<title>In These Arms</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2009/03/25/in-these-arms/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 08:00:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://arthedains.com/blog/?p=476</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[In these arms I gather the loneliness of your dreams as you curl into my corners lost in a shapeless geography. In these arms I gather the trembling lips of dawn as she awakens you from night’s deep dark abandon. In these arms I gather the wet whispers of your hair as they slither between [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Song For Someone</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2008/06/06/a-song-for-someone/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2008/06/06/a-song-for-someone/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 04:27:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://arthedains.com/blog/?p=330</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Every day that passes behind the calendar strikes a different chord in the long chapter of remembrance, the winter that never became our season, the kisses that never crossed our lips. It is 6 am and I am sitting here by the window and wondering about all the steps that we walked away from when [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Stench of Death</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2007/08/28/the-stink-of-death/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2007/08/28/the-stink-of-death/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 22:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[What use is love for those whose hands stink of death? What meaning does humanity hold for those laughing through tears? Where were the answers printed in gold? Where were the guardians of hope on a day when blood splattered faces spoke of a madness that came home to roost? We will shed two tears, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Gender Wars</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2007/07/21/the-gender-wars/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2007/07/21/the-gender-wars/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 23:20:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the outskirts of an echoing sob I found you weeping big fat tears. It was your legs that were spread out, your cleavage that called, I only opened my zip. My breasts are too small doctor. Can you fix me up with some silicone? I want to push these bad boys out. You were [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Makeshift Man</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2007/07/08/the-makeshift-man/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2007/07/08/the-makeshift-man/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 11:05:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://arthedains.com/blog/2007/07/08/the-makeshift-man/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[(Here is the final one of the four guest posts. A big thank you to all four of the bloggers who agreed to contribute so readily. It was a privilege to share your work here. {illyria} is another blogger whose writing I follow. What I love about her writing is her virtuosity with the language. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Halfway There</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2007/07/04/halfway-there/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 10:43:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://arthedains.com/blog/2007/07/04/halfway-there/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[(Here is the third in a series of four guest posts. One more to go. Mermaid is another blogger whose writing I admire. What I love about her writing is the wisdom her words contain. In keeping with the constant references to oceans and seas in her writing there is a palpable depth to her [...]]]></description>
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		<title>You</title>
		<link>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2007/06/26/you-2/</link>
		<comments>http://anilcherukupalli.com/blog/2007/06/26/you-2/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 20:22:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Anil</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://arthedains.com/blog/2007/06/26/you-2/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[(On June 1st this blog turned two years old and adding the two years time I wrote on an older blog elsewhere that makes it a total four years of blogging. So instead of the usual anniversary post I decided to ask four of my favorite bloggers to contribute a guest post here. Happily, they [...]]]></description>
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