Monthly Archives: April 2024

I know I don’t deserve it but you’ve got to give me another chance to review your album. Something went horribly wrong while I was listening. I don’t know what came over me when I came up with the title … Continue reading →

You can’t play tic tac toe on your waffles because of the syrup. You can’t win tic tac toe because of the unfair rules making people too equally matched. You can’t play Horse on a camel’s back – too many … Continue reading →

In response, I just wanted to say that you never understood me, or who I was, or what I wanted to do. It’s hard to believe you were my pediatrician for twenty eight years, but consider this my letter of … Continue reading →

I don’t often reread things,but when I have, it’s proven fruitful. I read Catcher in the Rye as a requirement in high school and found Holden odious, a spoiled brat who was just complaining about everything. Then I read it … Continue reading →

You know, I can’t recall how we met. It’s like I’ve always known you. Well, not always, obviously. We met in college – it was my third year. But I can’t remember the circumstances. I’m pretty sure you were down. … Continue reading →

School days were dumb days. Drunk days. Foolish days. School days were days of passion days of adventure. Days of bare feet. School days had too little sleep and too much sleet and often bare sheets. School days are long … Continue reading →

We used to speak much more comfortably when we had something that bonded us. That thing is sundered now and our conversations flounder. We speak short stunted sentences with the strangers’ awkward pauses. We once knew each other. We once … Continue reading →

Breaking the rules was a problem, of course, but not the rules of the earth. When she surpassed the speed limit no one seemed to bat an eye, but you burst out of a single mirror in a brand new … Continue reading →

"Anger is an energy," John said, before he became an asshole, before he had to devote his energy to defending his wife from her body, before he changed from what we loved to what we loathe. John is not the … Continue reading →

Someone once asked what time it was. It’s time to get down and dirty. It’s time to get in the mud. It’s time we got really gritty. I think we’ve run out of suds. We’ve probably got to get basic … Continue reading →