In this golden age of television, there is much joy. Between the premium channels like HBO and Showtime, new world players Netflix and Amazon, and even the occasional cable network, the art of the TV series has enjoyed a recent renaissance. The freshness and vibrancy of these shows is largely thanks to the diversity that […]Read more "True Detective’s Lady Cop Problem"
This guest contribution comes from Sarah Gladstone, a California native living in the San Francisco Bay Area, and regular contributor to Huffington Post and Ravishly.com, a feminist news+culture website and cross-posting collaborative partner of PDXX Collective. She is a writer, a woman, a daughter and a friend, in that order. Sarah is a lover of language, laughs, libraries, […]Read more "Shit My (Non-Biological) Kids Say About Race And Gender"
It’s been a couple of months since my last post on PDXX — months (1? 2?) that have both flown by and dragged on like a train with wooden blocks stuck under its wheels. I had a double mastectomy on November 4, a preventative surgery I chose after finding out I have the BRCA mutation. The post below […]Read more "Double Mastectomy Ins & Outs"
This second guest contribution comes from Ross Eliot, who wrote a memoir about his time living with Dr. Babette Ellsworth, a prominent college professor, transwoman, and aspiring nun in Portland, Oregon. You can read the first installment of the Babette series here. * On a late Friday afternoon in mid-November 1999, Babette excitedly bustles around the […]Read more "The Many Lives, Two Deaths and Double Kidnapping of Dr. Ellsworth: Part Two"
This guest contribution comes from Ross Eliot, who wrote a memoir about his time living with Dr. Babette Ellsworth, a prominent college professor, trans woman, and aspiring nun in Portland, Oregon. * I moved to Portland in 1998 from Seattle. A twenty-two year old with little direction in life, I soon began attending Portland Community College. […]Read more "The Many Lives, Two Deaths and Double Kidnapping of Dr. Ellsworth: Part One"
Every skinny morning’s first minutes wade through nagging thoughts On the top of every month like clockwork She thinks she thinks she thinks you are both still fasting As if every woman ticks From the same town As if you all heave the same weight from the neck As if your mothers fed you the […]Read more "A Chain"
When I was pregnant with my second, I had an eighteen month old son. I loved him with every ounce of my being, of course, and I loved that he was a boy. No real reason, except I didn’t know much about boys before him, and there was something about the discovery that was fascinating and fulfilling. But in […]Read more "OK. I Wanted a Girl"
“Your poetry— I liked it…I guess,” I shrug again as we stand next door to each other’s writing. The famous one got paid again for his flushed, important thoughts. The things I read are poker chips, I guess. He’s only “poetry famous,” they say, like that will even out the game.Read more "Paying The Famous Poet After the Reading"
It’s all about confidence, they said. You have to have as much chutzpah as all those dudes who self-publish poem after poem about road kill and baseball, girls, their fathers, chess, sailing, yeats’ gyre and bukowski’s pocked face. I was bold to write aloud before three teachers said they liked my poems. I got excited […]Read more "My Life As a Published Man"
About three years ago, I took a one-day workshop that studied how the fairy tale, an old and important form of storytelling, affects other writing, namely through structure. It was in that class that I was introduced to Kate Bernheimer’s work through her thoughtful essay “Fairy Tale is Form, Form is Fairy Tale.” As I […]Read more "Girl on Girl: Kate Bernheimer"