“Keep Portland Weird.” I see it on signs all over town, but what does it even mean?
Tag: Mondays Are Murder
Ah, those eyes. You look into them, and you still see the fire, at least for a little while . . .
Flood Street. I wound up there after a long period of debauchery, or so I’m told . . .
Bashir had witnessed his share of riddled bodies since the Americans had invaded, but this was the first from his own hand . . .
I pass Elaine the banana bread. Oh, I’m sure she’s had a trying week, I tell her, clucking in sympathy, listening like the good friend I am . . .
Had I actually just dropped Leland? The red-winged blackbirds seemed to think so. . .
You could tell by the way that they cleaned the guns that they’d been taught by the same person . . .
“Your first body?” “Dead one, yeah.”
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