from your garden please send a pinch of parsley in your next letter and note the moisture closely i will measure travel time this way then send back word of a stenographer who lost her job screaming G-d will not be mocked and another fired for typing I hate my job during a trial […]Read more "Enveloped"
You never watch alone. It’s impossible now to feel like a lone fan of your favorite show. Over the past decade, the TV-watching experience has transformed from a solitary respite with a typical shared audience being a living room full of family battling for the remote. We now, as a constantly connected world, watch together, […]Read more "You’ll Never Watch Alone: A Fan’s World Grows Smaller"
Please welcome to PDXX our new advice columnist, Miss Madame, an expatriate living in France who in real life goes by the name of Georgia Erwin. FEATHERS IN A RUFFLE OVER FOREIGN HUSBAND’S NAME? Expat expert Miss Madame counters with logic, and we all know who wins. Dear Miss Madame, I am a thirty-year-old American […]Read more "Dear Miss Madame : To Have and Have Not"
In the first three weeks, I would wake up (though to say wake up you would think I had been sleeping, when, in fact, I probably had just put my head to the pillow) and my eyes felt like sandpaper. My body ached, and I just felt dirty, no matter how many showers I took, […]Read more "Back in the Day(s)"
don’t remember what emptiness is but the heart always scars like a poetry mouth in this city with you slowly is the only way to land even as we/ let me know what the beams say when you step outside how returns shine we hope the rest of us remains this is where it’s all […]Read more "long light"
It’s springtime, which means foraging opportunities are back in full. The prime time for tender leafy greens, chickweed, miner’s lettuce, violets, etc, is passing into a tough fibrous late-stage. But now the spring mushroom season launches. My glee for plants and mushrooms has expanded with the acquisitions of a new phone, the Galaxy S4. With […]Read more "My Morel"
Both my father, Dave, and his younger brother, Keith, are storytellers. They live across the country from each other, Keith in Oregon and Dave in Illinois. If I could have, I would have gotten them in a room together, given them a beer, and pushed, “Record.” As it is, I asked them to write to […]Read more "Snapshot: Franklin Park, 1950s"
It’s such a cliché; you win some, you lose some. Last week my workweek started with what could be seen as one of the most depressing meetings I’ve ever been a part of in my life. Work weak. I got told a lot of things about my experience as a woman in the working world. […]Read more "The Portland Poverty Song in the Key of Privileged"
I stephanie brooks used to bring me a Jack in the Box hamburger in exchange for a haircut in my living room, there was extra salt and pepper in the bag, she said the meat was bland, in her thin clear liquid voice, then she drove me to seattle so I wouldn’t have […]Read more "through sickness and through pause"