Bill Pearse

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• Counterbalance

  By Bill Pearse on October 31, 2025 • ( 11 )

  

  It’s pie season here at the Pearse’s even though I’m the only one who eats pie. First the chocolate satin pie and then the toffee apple one with cool whip. I gripped the flab on my hips and thought man,… Read More ›

• Station air break

  By Bill Pearse on October 30, 2025 • ( 13 )

  

  Nothing like a clean batch of underwear. I can go a while as my family will attest. Apart from the fact they’re laying off tens of thousands of workers and trading in human capital for machines (and utterly evil), Amazon’s… Read More ›

• Fear of flying

  By Bill Pearse on October 28, 2025 • ( 11 )

  

  Normally after drinking coffee and walking in the morning I’m motivated to work around the house but today after breakfast I just lay on the sofa and gazed out the window. I needed to shower so I could put the… Read More ›

• 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 ›

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