Monthly Archives: April 2024

I don’t think I understood romance. I know I didn’t understand her when she asked to stay the night before she’d asked me out. I don’t think she understood romance any better than I under her – or myself for … Continue reading →

Until it’s over, I’ll remain on tiptoes. Until it’s over, I may whisper on the phone. Until it’s over, my trenchcoat collar stays in place. Until it’s over, my true face won’t be shown. Once we get the guy, I … Continue reading →

Every time I see Nancy, I cannot help but smile. She always makes me do it; she’s trained me for a while. She passes me a giftie each moment we meet so when she tends to cross my mind, I … Continue reading →

She was Spring to me for a season, or for a second of a season or I said she was, at least. These things seem transient, in youth. In the Spring of our youth. For a moment, she seemed so … Continue reading →

“He looks like Andy Warhol,” she said. I turned around. “Who?” “The guy with the black glasses, black t-shirt, standing right there,” she replied, starry-eyed. I tripled-checked the view. I saw an aging punk wearing a black shirt and glasses … Continue reading →

Trying to coerce Alabama fish to pro-Palestinean course of action is not easy. Really, all I’m looking for, though, is to get them to see both sides of the issue, ensure that they’re not entirely Zionist in their approach. Since … Continue reading →

I want to comfort the tortured poet, help her overcome the pain she’s developed over the heartbreak and suffering from all the boys she continues to meet. I want to roll her out of the department she seems to return … Continue reading →

I waited for weeks for my credit card to arrive only to discover that my upstairs neighbors had simply not given it to me. I do not use credit cards often, else it would have been a bigger deal. Luckily, … Continue reading →

What’s weird about Imperium City is that it’s a stochocracy: rule by lottery. The leader’s are picked by chance, so there’s no imperial rule in Imperium City, like if Kansas City were in Missouri. All right, bad example. Like if … Continue reading →

The waterbug didn’t need to die, but she asked and I didn’t want her anxious and it seemed the most expedient way. I stepped on it (them? I’m not sure if the dead or those of insect sort care about … Continue reading →