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Ashland Gets Crafty, Stays Local

Ashland Gets Crafty, Stays Local

Even with rain in the forecast, the sun managed to squeeze through the clouds and bring out the locals to mingle on Oak Street.  The Growers and Crafters Market comes to Ashland every Tuesday and Saturday from 8:30am to 1:30pm.  The market goes to Medford on Thursday and Saturday during the same hours. The Rogue […]

Needle sick & sunbathing on the white house lawn

Needle sick & sunbathing on the white house lawn

fuck with me and see what happens to my fragile sensibilities and fragrant insecurities we all love the night sky but watch our phones under electric lights when she floats softly through our dreams like the Ambien™ butterfly. I awoke in the driver’s seat of the Acura™ on the i-5 dodging oncoming traffic halfway through […]

I’m so good

I’m so good

at taking a college education for granted and watching Netflix because the future is bright for a semi-employable fisherman with a penchant for frozen burritos and waking up at noon with my MacBook facedown on the floor and a bag of Hot Cheetos spilling onto my Walmart sheets But today is a new day and […]

On Rand Burgess: Stranger than (Strange) Fiction

On Rand Burgess: Stranger than (Strange) Fiction

You might have seen Rand Burgess moseying around the art building, “eating cheese.” He’s the guy with pink hair and a general aura of weirdness. Turns out he’s pretty eloquent, too. Check out his stories and poems here and leave both pleasantly edified and confused: A Memory Behind Sight: (poem), Dear Ivy, 3-31-2015 (poem), Closure (short story), Witch of Newdath (short story). A […]

A Memory Behind Sight:

A Memory Behind Sight:

Sniffing with eyes closed to reproduce the effect you knew four years ago:   Slice of intoxication. Swinging blindly. Falling asleep in willow arms. I’m more concerned with you than I am with myself. Four finger puppets dancing in the glinting iris. Rhinoceros? Spiders. Playing violins in amber gas lamp windshield reflections of summer wine. […]

Dear Ivy, 3-31-2015

Dear Ivy, 3-31-2015

When looking at the sculpted ash rose petals clutching the cherry of my cigarette last night I realized that Holly was dead. I mean, I feel it, right now, am feeling it, her deadness—hurricane static on the widescreen. That’s when I realized, you would be flowers. No, flora. Flora. Flora. Flora.    

Cocoa

Cocoa

There was always something with her.  If nothing made her pace back and forth I’m not sure she’d know what else to do. But I guess this is something worth worrying about. “It’s gonna be fine,” I told her.  She always swore she knew that, but if she did, she wouldn’t be acting like this.  […]

Interview

Interview

Most positive attribute: Good listener Least positive attribute: perfectionist Accomplishment you’re most proud of: Most negative life event: The time at school when there was no toilet paper How you handled this event: With my hands Most positive life event: Just a lot of Cap’n Crunch Introvert or extrovert: Extrovert Your biggest fear: Long hallways, […]

Don’t Look Back

Don’t Look Back

To the press-drop coffee machine on the top floor, to the garbage man alone at home, to the faux leather couch on the side of the road, to the neo-theory student banded waist-high on a map that can’t lead her home,   to the bra straps broken and bent, the fathers who don’t know their […]

Shakespeare

Shakespeare

the earliest memory I have of god is of a pastor who was saying how his friend told him “the bible, thank you, is a great piece of literature” and so the pastor thwarted him in his prayers because literature was not enough.   in the nights after, I became angry at god and damned […]

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