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There was a girl whose eyes held worlds. Men would come to stare into them, they saw infinite possibilities, worlds where they were kings and paupers. Filled with happiness they …
Fire
There was a girl who was adored by her town. They all wanted to be her friend. She was so excited that she turned to fire, redder than the sun …
Never Miss a Sunset
So, here I am, back in California. There’s nothing like time away to make you realize just how much you miss home. What’s the best part of being back in …
Goodbye, Oregon. Hello, California
My absence from this blog can be attributed to my departure from the Pacific Northwest. Yes, that’s right, I’ve moved. There were many factors that caused this relocation, and I …
Lockjaw Hour
Last night I saw Sam Lipsyte read at Powell’s. Lipsyte is actually the reason I started writing, or kept writing. I read his story “I’m Slavering” in a night class …