Monthly Archives: September 2009

The Ordinary Day

Posted on September 30, 2009 by pdxwriters

It is an ordinary day today. Tomorrow will be much the same as today. Here in my everyday life in the northwest it is all about the usual getting up early, in time to review the homework before class, and … Continue reading →

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Thieves

Posted on September 29, 2009 by pdxwriters

There are two No, more than two: three at least and maybe four Not four, we would have noticed, heard them heard them at the car doors heard their breath when they were searching. We were blindfolded at the same … Continue reading →

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Prompt: This is what happened to you…

Posted on September 25, 2009 by pdxwriters

This is what happened to you; your phone rang at 6:02 am and woke you up. Then it rang again, two minutes later. You rolled out of bed and checked the caller ID: Mom. Then Dad. In 34 years since … Continue reading →

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Prompt: A photograph from the 1960′s of a woman in a bright floral dress seated, smoking, on a bright floral outdoor rocker

Posted on September 25, 2009 by pdxwriters

Hilda always wondered what people did without any color in their lives. Those people in the tract houses all painted the same shade of khaki from the outside and ecru after the front door. Were their dreams in a washed … Continue reading →

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Prompt: Why I Write

Posted on September 22, 2009 by pdxwriters

Why I write is beyond words. It’s a scratch to the bottom of my soul, it’s my unconscious leaking out of my body, it’s stuff arriving from places that surprise me, images from the gods, dialogue from those I do … Continue reading →

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