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Bill Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.

  • Fachwerk

    The “Fach” in Fachwerk sounds like Bach, along with the phlegmy part at the end. It describes the half-timbered style of houses in my mom’s town, and translates literally as framework. The timber is exposed, and the infill is comprised… Read More ›

  • Could

    My heart swells at the thought of being who I thought I could “Can” is the operative part of could Forward-looking, or past.

  • This Mortal Coil

    Chris, Dave and I were wedged into a one-bedroom cottage above a Texaco off Division Street in Ocean City, Maryland. The CD function “Repeat” was still a novelty to us in 1992, and we put the record Blood on by… Read More ›

  • In the absence of magic

    …awaits magic. Dawn says when you’re doing what you should be doing, things fall into place and go your way. I notice this when I’m in a groove, writing: strange coincidences or connections emerge. Small things, that make my life… Read More ›

  • Attendant

    I gave up looking for Emmett’s body down by the creek and climbed back up the hill to the house. I checked my face for damage from the fall, and had a cut by my eye where my glasses broke…. Read More ›

  • Prism

    The neighbor kid is still working on our leaves, two weeks later. The timer on the Christmas tree lights doesn’t work, so they’re on all night or not at all. The hot tub isn’t hot enough and I’m bad about… Read More ›

  • The J. Collis Browne Mixture

    John summoned the J. Collis Browne Mixture for my upset stomach. The expiration on it was 1993, and it was banned from the U.S. for its opiate contents. The mixture was beige and tasteless but I was desperate, having poisoned… Read More ›

  • The Goose is Getting Fat

    Anthony roasted a goose last night, and cooked apples in the fat along with Calvados and cinnamon. After taking it out of the oven, we put a bottle of Champagne in the cavity so that the heat of the bird… Read More ›

  • Delight in Doom

    Shoegaze drone hits the spot this time of year. Slather up the doom and gloom and tuck me in for the day; I’m not going out. Sample from Bowery Electric’s 1996 record, “Beat.” Inside Out Sample from Juliana Barwick: Choose

  • Food Float

    I volunteered to work at our local Starbucks yesterday, something that the corporate people do around the holidays. We are more a nuisance than help to the baristas, but since I had worked in the stores at one time, I… Read More ›