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	<title>The Outlet &#187; Shiksa</title>
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		<title>The Shiksa</title>
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				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Molly Auerbach]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’m in love with a shiksa—she’s right over there against the subway doors reading The Book Review—and there’s something between us. And I mean that in the worst way possible. You see I am in love with a shiksa who keeps getting farther and farther away from me. And it’s killing me! I mean it; [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://electricliterature.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/proboscis-monkey-big-nose1.gif"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-255" title="proboscis-monkey-big-nose" src="http://electricliterature.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/proboscis-monkey-big-nose1.gif" alt="" width="209" height="225" /></a>I’m in love with a shiksa—she’s right over there against the subway doors reading <em>The Book Review</em>—and there’s something between us. And I mean that in the worst way possible. You see I am in love with a shiksa who keeps getting farther and farther away from me. And it’s killing me! I mean it; I’m dying, I can’t breathe. You see there’s this thing between us and it keeps getting bigger and bigger. It’s not what you think. What I mean is, every time I watch her move the bangs from her eyes, or scratch her forearm, or shift her weight from the right foot to the left foot, the space between us grows a little bit larger. Well, to be perfectly honest it’s not the space that grows. Just look at me and you’ll get it; it’s my nose! Every time I so much as glance at the beautiful shiksa-love from my dreams, my already remarkable schnoz grows another five centimeters. I mean it! Mount Zion is growing out of the front of my face! I have to stand ten feet away from this pole before I have anything to hold on to.</p>
<p>Oh, how her brow furrows. I think she&#8217;s beginning to notice me. She cares not for looks. A prodigious nose is a handsome nose, she thinks. So accepting of human flaws, yet so perfect! My god, mein Gott!</p>
<p>“My gut,” she coughs. She speaks! But is it just me or does she look a bit pained? And maybe even a bit purple?</p>
<p>“You’re suffocating me,” she manages to sputter. Am I moving too fast? We’re in love for thirty seconds and already she needs her space! She points to her stomach.</p>
<p>“Your nose,” she says, “is poking me in the gut.”</p>
<p><strong>- Molly Auerbach </strong> works as an Editorial Assistant for Electric Literature. She is also the bassist and band manager for art-prog sensation, Thrillington.</p>
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