La grande — Last time, I was on a desperate race against time for a little corner semi-detached between SE Belmont and Hawthorne streets. I was chasing the first of December…each day before reaching that house ...
Portland — Road life shows me too many people like her, for me to ignore them. I try to tell myself that they wouldn’t want me to identify with them…I have a car, I have a job (at least most of the time), I’m ...
She's standing outside the New Seasons market on Alberta Street--penguin-shaped, tented in a polyurethane poncho, holding a cardboard sign that said "Hungry." Shit, I think. Shit shit shit.
Last time I crossed the Blue Mountains, it was with fists clenched in fear of the November dark. Today, it's in broad October sunlight, with a different kind of terror.