Category Archives: the sky
torrential rainfall and the disputed kingdom Protista
It’s been raining torrentially all day- this morning we took the dogs to kelly point park, the superfund site where the metallic Columbia meets the sewage-filled Willamette, and big cold drops began to pelt us as soon as we stepped … Continue reading
Filed under Travel, The Apocalypse, Reality, Privilege, solitude, joy, nostalgia, love, everything, the sky, gratitude, the wind, the night, the accumulation of passing time, inspiration, heaven and earth inside of us, the land beyond ambition, busy, determined, opportunity, frustrated, important, rain, recklessness, freedom, impulsiveness, obsession, pain, writing about writing, yes, dreams, dystopia, little house in the driveway
the sugar-cone ghost and the freedom of not having possesions
I’m moving. I’m leaving my one-bedroom apartment (which was never really mine, which was, in retrospect, just a beautiful, palatial hole in which to dump wheelbarrow-loads of money that I will never see again) and I’m moving into a sixteen-foot … Continue reading
how to know what is important
Sometimes, not matter how tired I am, I cannot make myself go to bed. I will do any number of meaningless, unnecessary tasks to avoid it- stare at myself in the mirror, walk back and forth, straightening things in my … Continue reading
The brief wondrous life of Sonny Riccobono
It was march, and Seamus and I had just started dating. The rain clouds, while still black-grey and flinging down torrents of water, were broken, now, in moments, by patches of glorious, syrupy yellow light- the steamy northwest sun, emerging … Continue reading
s p r i n g t i m e
Cherry blossoms are beautiful, my heart is ripped wide open. Everything goes back to beginnings, like a feedback loop of nostalgia, as if the middle never happened, the day-to-day, the text messages and the humming of electrical appliances. No, it … Continue reading
Filed under acceptance, beauty, everything, sadness, springtime, the sea, the sky, the sun, the wind
water, dreams, cupcakes, the ocean floor
My dreams have been so magnificent lately. Picture this: It is the end of the world. The lowlands are filled with clear water. All you clothing is red. It’s warm, and someone is coming after you. You have to swim. … Continue reading
The Lake
you have so many freckles and your skin smells like chocolate. Last month it smelled like oregano and coffee, but now you smell like chocolate milk chocolate like milk chocolate dust hot chocolate powder eaten by the spoonful dipped in … Continue reading
Look! I wrote something!
My chemistry homework makes an appearance, as does North Dakota. —————————– S A D ——— It has gotten cold here, sometimes sometimes it is not cold, but the air is filled with water like someone is misting us like we … Continue reading
Filed under a tree!, beauty, determined, freedom, inspiration, love, nostalgia, obsession, opportunity, Privilege, rain, Reality, recklessness, sads, solitude, the cold, the night, the sky, the sun
Experiment
I am going to try and write what I eat every day for a week for an experiment Today was sunny and cold Corinne was here for breakfast and we ate what we always do- love. We also had eggs … Continue reading
r o o t s
My father lives on Crataegus lane in Alaska. Crataegus is the latin name for Hawthorne, according to a dusty book I found in the library. There are three types of Hawthorne in the book, which catalogs a section of Pennsylvania … Continue reading
