"Enjoy the lake of fire," a haywire woman told the author right before the truck went up. (Photo by Tara Faul) I’d gone to a homeless camp in North Portland to bring a meal to a man named Paul. But ...

Cold has always had a place in beauty, just not quite like this. Sure, your grandma may have reached for an ice cube to zap a breakout, and chances are you’ve rolled a chilled jade tool under your ...

When I was 14, my best friend and I stayed up all night in her parents’ backyard, sprawled on the trampoline, discussing the relevance of time as we stared into the night sky and chain-smoked a pack ...