Cold Mountain to Red Pines --in memoriam, Mike McCarthy Red was your omnipresent scotch, your ruddy face of broken blood…
Domestic Moment, as Homeric Simile Forgotten, the philodendron fades like a girl left too long to wait for the one…
After The Restraining Order Expires, M. Begs Me To Meet Him For Lunch Says he ‘killed it’ in anger management…
Brady Chambers is a printmaker and artist from the Willamette Valley. Chambers grew up in the skate and punk culture…
James, I Tried Your Arms, But... … the only arms I allow myself to use—silence, exile, and cunning. James Joyce:…
The Weight of so Much Compassion I chew the two slices of bacon that came with my lite breakfast and…
Grandmother, Cleaning Rabbits I shot this one by the upper pond of the farm after watching the rings trout made…
Grocery Store The grocery store is full of what he needs to continue existing. It doesn't say a thing about…
Oh, Olive! Some of those things that come out of your mouth. Your honest, pithy repartee. The moments when you…
Alice Martin-Kunkle is a prize-winning Northwest clay artist and photographer who currently lives on the Oregon coast. She is one…