Monthly Archives: May 2024

The domino on the cement, lonely, awaiting pickup to rejoin her pack, had little to say on the gray day, but I imagine she wanted to topple all the people that stepped on her on their way to the train … Continue reading →

"You know, it could have been so much worse."It is of little consolation that the car accident that is costing me thousands of dollars and keeping me off the road could have been a worse accident, costing me more thousands … Continue reading →

The drinks are all gone. Soon we will have nothing left to consume. For now, though, left us look through the meat and eat. Oh, it looks good. Oh, it smells good. Oh… Oh, dear.

If I go, and I do not readily admit that I must, then let it be as Spider-Man, but let us be clear on the terms. If I am dying, I want there to be no misunderstandings as to how … Continue reading →

The days are getting longer. Weather’s getting hot. Aashish’s starting to suspect he’s something that he’s not; a rhymer or a jester or a wizard or a seer. Pouring over lines like a poet without peer: just thinking he can … Continue reading →

Yesterday I woke up with a bad taste in my mouth,like I’d gobbled a couple of ferrets from one of those less reputable places down South. I hoped to find something more to drink but it had all gone down … Continue reading →

King Jim speaks drunken phrases that may be truths but he won’t remember them in the morning and who else can verify them? King Jim is nothing but a jester, anyway, in a royal disguise. Shiny clothes, scented scepter, he’s … Continue reading →

My aunt just sent me a notice of my bid for North Carolina state office. I had no idea. “In your other life,” she wrote, and I read of my many accomplishments down South. Apparently, the southern Jon Berger has … Continue reading →

I found your note, and I have to say, it was pretty rude to put a message among your underwear telling me not to snoop there. I was just checking for rodents and to see that you had such an … Continue reading →

Pardon me, but you look like a stupider Frank Sinatra, or a healthier Cheetos puff or a wider Frenchie Legume or a shakier uncurable god or a left-leaning Spanakopita Pete. Maybe you’re a less German Donald Drumph or a more … Continue reading →