Day Eight

Already it is difficult to explain. Has it been ten days? Two months? Did I make mistakes? Miss opportunities? Sleep through anything? The graduation ceremony for the Class of 2006 commences [...]

Day Seven

JM’s craft talk blows me out of the water and I start to cry right there in the lecture hall. At the end I ask him, “Do you think we’re all junkies for that moment of reckoning?” and he smiles, [...]

Day Six

Sometime between evening of Day Five and the afternoon of Day Six (which was Friday) the intensity rises, tightening like tire rubber expanding under pressure. We live in apartment-style dorms [...]

Day Six

Bringing meaning to a moment, an exercise in class: Spring Break 2000 One hiker, already, dead. We hike for two more days, tasting the salt of our mortality like slugs; hesitant. Into the valley [...]

Day Five

From a memory acquisition exercise in class: Since the open-backed stairs are carpeted on all sides, unmistakable marmalade magenta wrapping around dense slabs of walnut wood, there is enough [...]

Day Three

At almost every instant things happen that I cannot believe. And here, now, in a dorm room ninety minutes inland of the Pacific Ocean, I sit half-buzzed on alcohol, my other half blissed out on [...]

Day Two

It is difficult, if not impossible, to put into words the experience of my first full day of residency at Pacific University. At the risk of breaking some of my own blogging parameters, I will be [...]

Day One

I go to the MFA Potluck wearing my Pendleton wool plaid button up and a fleece vest. It is in the sixties and the air is cool compared to my humid Southern mountains, so while others wear short [...]

Hear This

This morning I woke up full, the joyful weight of childhood memories and the bright faces of good people still lingering behind my eyes. Last night I attended a reunion with my elementary [...]

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