by Peter Buckley O.K., who am I to talk about this? I'm a guy from Ashland. I spent just over 20 years in theatre as actor, writer, director, producer, and instructor. I'm now making $22,000 per year as a legislator in the Oregon House of Representatives, a job that has become so time consuming that I have almost no time whatsoever to do anything else. My … [Read more...] about Rebuilding the Middle Class.
Pretty Much Anything Else...
Nephilim.
by Rose Jermusyk You ate all my memories when I entered the room, replaced them with your own. I can see you as you look upon my frail and tired body knowing my imminent future. I see what you did to my mother and her mother and her mother, back through the ages. I see the flame of your ancient, Promethean whim. … [Read more...] about Nephilim.
Dream.
by Laura Roman I’ve had the dream again. I am on the path of a roller coaster. Just as the coaster hits, I jump out of its path. The color of the coaster is red. I first had this dream in kindergarten. It has come and gone over the years. Like a musical fugue, the theme remains, although the scenery surrounding the threat sometimes … [Read more...] about Dream.
A Nurse’s Nightmare.
by Deidre Goldberg In retrospect, it’s hard to say if living your worst nightmare is a good thing or not. You might think, well, that’s already happened, so it can’t happen again. Or, you might just find yourself always waiting for the other shoe. Or, you look at it like I do, and just not focus on it.I had been an ICU nurse in the late … [Read more...] about A Nurse’s Nightmare.
My Nursing Major.
by Caitlin SimmonsSophie liked to go to Berkeley. She liked to “get out.” In between the college kids, drop-outs, store workers, hippies and crazies we popped in and out of stores, stared at things we couldn’t afford. We pierced things and she got tattoos, we conversed with the street people, and laughed about it later. One man with a … [Read more...] about My Nursing Major.