Monthly Archives: April 2024

I look at it differently today. Then, I was disappointed, maybe hurt, although I didn’t admit that to myself. After dark, at the uptown Ninety Sixth Street red line, I was waiting for the One train with a lot of … Continue reading →

She explains how she betrayed her friend by trying to support her friend. The woman before me described the abuse her friend received to her friend’s family before her friend was ready to out herself about the experiences. In telling … Continue reading →

"When your hair grew too long," my mother says, "My father took you to the barber and had it cut off while I cried and cried." "How much hair was it?" I ask, but I already know. "Not a lot," … Continue reading →

I have found my path shambolic. I walk not directly where I seek to go but rather in creative circuitous patterns. Too often, I speak the same way, but I don’t want to go off on a tangent. When in … Continue reading →

Don’t tell, but I suspect I am responsible for them putting a stop to the office’s Bagel Wednesdays. People were all into it at first but most eventually slowed down on their bagel consumption while I kept plowing away at … Continue reading →

Mother tells me how wonderful I was as a child. “When I would have panic attacks,” she says, “You would hold my hand and tell me everything would be all right. You were incredibly calm, non-judgmental, you said all the … Continue reading →

I have more pants than I need. Among them are the three pair of corduroy slacks that I never wear for fear of chafing. For fear of chafing and because of the coloration of one of the pairs: it’s white … Continue reading →

A thousand years ago, we were having this conversation, my friend and our mothers. Out of nowhere his mom says, "I’m ready to change the subject. Let’s move on." And my polite mother and the woman’s polite son were dutifully … Continue reading →

I was watching a dumbass movie I regretted watching when the bed started shaking and I wondered if my massage feature had turned on. I didn’t remember at the time that I hadn’t actually purchased the massage feature because it … Continue reading →

The oldies station in Western Mass is different than in NYC. When spinning the dial I heard a “Kansas City” that had no “Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah”s which caused a shock with their absence. This was an older oldies experience … Continue reading →