Monthly Archives: January 2024

In communication, at least one person needs to be listening. I do not see why that person needs to be me. I have spent a lifetime failing to hear what others make effort to say. My right ear is mostly … Continue reading →

The super smeller with her most excellent nose fears going out on the hot New York Street. She is aware of everything: The chasing cats and rats and pigeons and pets and all their carnage and the entrails entailed The … Continue reading →

Some sentences are best left incomplete. Some thoughts are best left unspoken. Some rights are best left. Some lefts are best written. Some of the deft are most deaf. Some of the deafened are the least defeated and some of … Continue reading →

If there was another me he would be a drummer. If there was another me he would be married. If there was another me he would still be a he but would undoubtedly be more successful more brave more thinner … Continue reading →

Your social media post of bacon egg and cheese sesame seed bagel was decadent to the point of making me wish I had the will to stick my disgusting fingers into my grubby craw and pull the useless oatmeal I … Continue reading →

When you dream of bullies you will find that you have a choice: You can live as the hunted or you can find a way to go on the hunt. If you choose to be a predator you can decide … Continue reading →

Read-Aloud is a totally different experience from just reading. I write, usually, to be read allowed – although sometimes there are words I use because I looked them up and I don’t know how to pronounce them (how fucking pretentious … Continue reading →

It was the first time in a long time that I was carrying something heavy for a long time. I can’t say I liked it nor can I say I recommend it. If the opportunity arrives I do not think … Continue reading →

I missed out being there for you the way you needed. I was doing something else something irrelevant even to me and I’d like to make it up to you but I’m having trouble even now while I’m focusing on … Continue reading →

I’ve always wanted to be a songwriter. I’ve never known anything about music. There was a piano in the house growing up and my mother helped me pick my way through “All My Loving,” but if I was good at … Continue reading →