Teetle Clawson
Teetle Clawson lives in Portland, Oregon, and rises early to start her day in the dark. She’s currently writing a memoir.
— From March 2022
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories
Culled
It was too quiet: no bellowing of elk, no call of owls. As I opened the front door, I could smell the beef stew I’d left simmering on the stove, but there was no music, and our dog Neva did not greet me.
March 2022
Poetry
Three Seasons
In the early seventies / Greg and I moved back to the land. / Here, no National Guard, no protests / on the steps of Bank of America, / no hash to smuggle into Isla Vista.
July 2015
Poetry
Kitchen Ghost
My husband killed himself in our kitchen, / a wide-open room with a forty-gallon barrel / of water standing close to the old woodstove.
October 2013
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