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What I See in Thawed City Streets

What I See in Thawed City Streets

Written as an account of an actual walk through the streets of Portland this January 9, after a single day of non-freezing snow-melting weather — one of Portland’s iciest weeks on record. [Read On…]
Treat Her Well

Treat Her Well

Never let those Vans dull. Bromance exists in a half second hug. Avoid the Hollister kids in their shiny rides earned solely from parents’ paychecks. Try to finish high school. Strive for [Read On…]
Community Supported Chicken

Community Supported Chicken

A Look into the Modern Farmer’s Movement Baked, fried, BBQ’d, on a stick, simmering in lemon and garlic: I love chicken. I love chicken in soup, Pad Thai, enchiladas, and cold for [Read On…]
Birds Eating Birds

Birds Eating Birds

Death as Concept, Death as Survival, Death as Distant Reality. The first time I became aware of the concept of death was from the tag on a hair dryer. “Warn children about [Read On…]
A Shattered Green Color

A Shattered Green Color

A Shattered Green Color What hangs from my eyes as I look down? Crystal pendulums spinning in the sunlight’s rays. Maybe they spin in fear of something new being on the other [Read On…]
The Trailing Stars & Other Poems

The Trailing Stars & Other Poems

The Trailing Stars It is summer, and soon the Perseid showers I have gone from my desert home I wander far from crowded towns my feet here in grassy, bee clover on [Read On…]
Out for an Evening Scroll

Out for an Evening Scroll

Where there is a place to go online there is a place online to go. Google is its usual flat rainbow of primary colors today. No holiday, no inventor’s birthday. I go to [Read On…]
Too Much To Handle

Too Much To Handle

Featured image is “Reading Woman with Parasol” (1921) Henri Matisse (cropped to format) “Do you still want to be famous?” That’s my ex, Ben. He texts me sometimes on weekday mornings while [Read On…]
Juliet’s Flash Dance

Juliet’s Flash Dance

The first time I met Juliet she was wearing a tutu and a gorilla mask that covered her face entirely. She had wandered over to my campsite, drawn there by the heady smell [Read On…]