HE’S JUST FROM CALIFORNIA // matt werbach
photo: matt werbach We arrived at Viento’s tasting room at the Gorge White House after a day of winery tours. I was the designated driver because of my indifference to […]
Tag Archives: Humor
YOUR STUPIDITY PRECEDES YOU // matt werbach
photo: matt werbach I should know better than to build a piece around the ignorant comments semi-anonymous readers leave on small regional newspaper websites. I’m going to ignore the voice […]
HOW WE TELL // matt werbach
photo: matt werbach I would like to start a conversation with no intention of ending it. I don’t even know the question I seek to ask. I think I want […]
YOU WOULDN’T UNDERSTAND // matt werbach
photo: matt werbach “There is supposed to be ice on the roads. I’m a little worried.” “Drive carefully.” “Love you.” Her breath smelled of coffee and toothpaste. “Love you too.” […]
THE VALUE OF SEEING IN P.C. // matt werbach
Is anyone’s favorite flavor really vanilla? No, it’s not an essay about ice cream. I got in a Facebook argument the other day—a quick pointless spat really—that later woke me […]
THANK YOU FOR THE SADNESS // matt werbach
I no longer believe in the conventional understanding of time and experience. Not like in LOST, although after two years of contemplating it I think maybe I’m starting to understand […]
IT’LL BE BETTER HERE // matt werbach
I’d never seen anyone smoking American Spirits before. She didn’t hide them either. Most kids would walk around the back of the basketball courts to where the old tetherball poles […]
NIGHT TO DAY // jacob denbrook
Photo by Jacob Denbrook This shot is an homage to a photographer named Denis Smith, who quit his stressful day-job and moved to Australia to begin shooting long exposure “balls […]
IT STARTED ON A THURSDAY (part four) // matt werbach
We laid on the pavement watching the stars vibrate and pulse. The sky pushed at us and then drew back. A heart behind the blackness, sprinkled with light, beat. “Did […]
IT STARTED ON A THURSDAY (part three) // matt werbach
I knew she was there. I saw her walk up while I was pinching at Katherine’s sides. Katherine never let anyone touch her stomach. She told me it was different […]
