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An Equal Send-Off

The Portland Thorns played their last home game for 2015 to a sold-out arena. Two hours before a Thorn’s or Timber’s game, the national anthem is rehearsed at Providence Park. I live three blocks from the field, perched just above it I can hear the singer’s voice lifting from the bowl of the stadium, joining the max train whistle […]

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Astronaut Austin

Astronaut Austin was in over his head. He didn’t quite know it at the time, as his ethereal and cosmological voyage was just beginning, but to see this fresh-faced, possibly-pretentious young man consciously enter a reality where it would unknowingly but unapologetically question any and all realities, it was frankly heartbreaking and even a bit […]

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I’m Writing a Story

My boyfriend is writing a story about a Native fisherman and his son. It is raining a lot and Portland is pale faced, getting puffy, she wears her clouds like a muu muu in the sky. His apartment faces the courtyard of a bar, a brick wall, an alley. But no, it isn’t that depressing. […]

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Two Days A Thorn

Kathleen Dolan tries out for a National Women’s Soccer League championship team, the Portland Thorns. Ten years ago now, at a public college in Southeastern New York, I played my best soccer during weeknight intramural games. The games were late at night, beginning at nine and going until midnight, indoor at the school gym. Relaxed as […]

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Going Clear For Real

How I Grew Up Without Scientology “Do you see the table?” I nod yes. “Touch the table.” And I touch it. “Do you see the wall?” I nod yes. “Touch the wall.” And I touch it. I was a mute child at age five. The spell perhaps began to break there in that small auditing […]