Portland Review editors Kari Davidson and Kathleen Levitt look at some of 2018’s Oregon Book Award nominees and their relationship to the journal.
It was Ramadan. In the time of Trump. So you couldn’t just go to some restaurants, you’d have to wait until dark. I don’t fast, but to eat in front of other Arab Americans who do would be an asshole move, undignified. Dignity is my organized religion.
Portland Review contributor Dani Burlison sits down with Karleigh Frisbie to talk about the upcoming anthology of her zine, Lady Parts.
Only your great grandmother came straight from the kitchen to the table, still stinking of brine and iron. Resplendent in her Shabbos skirt, matte ocher blood becomes evening gloves.
Writing as counterspell, against/thoughts that quantified how much space he filled,/of how much space the air filled—how detectable/the displacement of water.