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Bruce Holland Rogers is a freelance writer living in Eugene, Oregon. He is the author of Word Work: Surviving and Thriving as a Writer (Invisible Cities Press).
Nothing has changed in an obvious way. The sunlight slanting into his bedroom this morning is just as bright as it was the day before. Outside on the street, the mounds of dirty snow are perhaps a bit smaller. Water puddles on the sidewalks. For breakfast he fries eggs. He fetches the newspaper lying outside his apartment door. It’s probably just his imagination that the paper is heavier than usual, as if wet. The pages are dry. He tells himself that when he turns them, they will not glisten with blood.
November 2004I am a dream. Once I was a man. Once I dreamed as you now dream, woke as you will awaken. I used to walk the world between earth and sky. Now I am a memory. If you awake to memories of a life you never lived, it is because you have let me enter your dreams.
April 2004In a distant land, a woman looked upon the unmoving form of her newborn baby and refused to see what the midwife saw.
October 1999When I was in my teens and early twenties, I’d sometimes run out to meet the Burlington Northern trains as they made their slow progress through the Colorado town of Fort Collins.
November 1992Has something we published moved you? Fired you up? Did we miss the mark? We’d love to hear about it.
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