Sweet, cherubic boy who loved a woman SOOOOOO much it warranted the high praise of the exclamation point, the x’s and o’s, even an elated smiley as though this love, this identifier of secret property…
Posts tagged Portland Review
In Memoriam by Keith Rebec
Our town has always struggled to bury its dead; in the 70s and 80s, when a person died in an auto accident, their vehicle was towed to Bob’s Auto Repair downtown. Here, for weeks, the…
La Perla by Mark Frederick Bulandus
Walking up a pedestrian overpass felt different from walking up a mountain trail. This thought was in Nelmar’s mind every time he used the overpass. He spent close to two years in the city but…
Check out our interview with the Literary Arts blog: Paper Fort
In anticipation of this Friday’s relaunch, we had a chance to talk to our friends at Literary Arts, who are kind enough to let us use their space for the event. You can read the…
What we said by Elizabeth McMunn-Tetangco
We didn’t make the rules: the rows of words laid down like hammered nails — they didn’t speak for us. The thistles lazed in sullen groups, their heads dipped down, they rolled their eyes, they…