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We sweet Orpheuses

The Columbia has abandoned us, the Willamette, too; and the Guadalupe; and San Jose. And Portland. We’re abandoned into history. We’re run aground on a little island, but it isn’t really a little island — it’s a sea monster. Verily. … Continue reading

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The fruit that never was

Orchards once stretched for miles here; my mother would hide in the trees as a young girl and smoke secret cigarettes. The most fertile land on earth now yields only fertile minds and sterile suburbs. I yearn for the fruit … Continue reading

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