Bill Pearse

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• Waxing crescent

  By Bill Pearse on October 26, 2025 • ( 8 )

  

  “Why it’s good to break routines” I was curled in bed like a backwards comma, like a crescent roll or uncooked prawn, embryonic, curled inwards. The guy at the gas station looked homeless when he approached; we talked a good… Read More ›

• Relapse dream replay

  By Bill Pearse on October 25, 2025 • ( 2 )

  

  In that dream where I was drinking I could smell it, juicy red wine, and the smell was so real it’s like a part of me was actually drinking again and another part was thinking stop! but my whole face… Read More ›

• The day the Ozzy died

  By Bill Pearse on October 24, 2025 • ( 8 )

  

  After waking up the next favorite part of my day was going to bed. I curled my back in a yoga twist and lay facing the glow of the bistro lamps on the chicken coop. I woke and slept hard:… Read More ›

• Erasure

  By Bill Pearse on October 23, 2025 • ( 8 )

  

  Now it took forever for the sun to come up and I just sat in the dark waiting. It could be like those mornings in the UK one winter I hand wrote by candlelight just to see what would happen…. Read More ›

• Sky therapy

  By Bill Pearse on October 22, 2025 • ( 6 )

  

  The sky was biggest at Rock Meadow, the nearby horse farms where I sometimes walked. Though it was just 10 minutes from our house whole months could go by without me going there. On the right of the small road… Read More ›

• Deep winter fantasies on a new October moon

  By Bill Pearse on October 21, 2025 • ( 9 )

  

  No one seems to like my gumbo as much as I do but that hasn’t discouraged me from making it. It’s the smell of the roux and the mouthfeel of a rich stew that feels best this time of year…. Read More ›

• On The Trail of Dead

  By Bill Pearse on October 19, 2025 • ( 7 )

  

  …And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead is the actual name of the Austin-based band, though they started as You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead and later added the ellipses and conjunction. So right… Read More ›

• User’s sanctum

  By Bill Pearse on October 18, 2025 • ( 8 )

  

  The silhouettes of the horses in the pre-dawn dark look two dimensional. They move at the same pace as me along the lodge pole fencing at the horse farms. Some distant frogs croaking and the din of morning traffic; it’s… Read More ›

• Song for Sober October

  By Bill Pearse on October 16, 2025 • ( 6 )

  

  I felt so good. Chalk it up to the coffee or a good night’s sleep or just the contentment from sitting alone in the dark by the radio with a candle and a blanket in the morning in fall. Messaging… Read More ›

• Meditation on fake body parts

  By Bill Pearse on October 15, 2025 • ( 2 )

  

  It was really hard to sit in the dark in the early morning and do nothing. Blame it on the coffee but my mind raced. There was an odd peace at that time of day standing in the yard with… Read More ›

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