The Preamble  In the reckless Boy Scouts of America days of Portland, Oregon, I drank heavily. I drank heavily for a number of reasons. I drank because I was out in the bars night after night being social with the twentysomethings of my neighborhood. I was looking for sex, IContinue Reading

Somehow, in both my memory and in my semi-conscious thought, I feel the winter nights are long, really long. This is a mix of reality, imagination and that for many-many years, I have slept late and worked nights. To me, my life has been mostly night and for some reason,Continue Reading

A 2013 reading wrap-up I spend Sundays with Mark Dragotta. If you don’t know Mark Dragotta, you should. And should you want to meet him, I recommend Sundays and you can find us at 501 16th. On a Sunday afternoon a few weeks back, Mark was sitting at the lastContinue Reading

Sinclair, Upton. The Jungle. Kindle digital file. Carrol, Lewis. Through the Looking Glass. Kindle digital file. Hawthorne, Nathaniel. The Scarlet Letter. Kindle digital file. Whithaus, Melanie. Enigma. 2013. Whithaus, Melanie. Motherhood. Kindle digital file. Dickinson, Emily. The Laurel Poetry Series. John Malcolm Brunnin, ed. Dell: New York, 1960. Bartholomew, Mel. Square FootContinue Reading

I first met Melanie Whithaus in March of 2012 when we ran her poetry in Umbrella Factory Magazine. Her poems in UFM’s Issue #9 where her first publication.  In the last year and nine months this poet has had many other magazine publications, two chapbooks and has become an editor ofContinue Reading