Curious in Portland

Written by D. Lane Sharp I wake up more tired than when I went to sleep last night. My tongue is thick and hot and stuck to the roof of my mouth. I shuffle to the bathroom sink and take the paper hat off the amber colored drinking glass. I imagine the harried maid who … Continue reading Curious in Portland—Two

Written by D. Lane Sharp I am here. Finally. All the way across the country, and here I am. I don’t know what I expected Portland to be like. Wet, I think. Not today though. Today was HOT. It was almost 90 degrees. Color me surprised. I look up. No clouds. My boyfriend hangs low … Continue reading Curious in Portland—One