Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

I have not yet quite forgiven my mother for the act of making me this person and not another one entirely but then again were I to do that I would already be a very different person than the one … Continue reading →

I want it to be clear more clear than anything else I may say today that this is a very particular thing I feel. It is unique and I could feel it under no other circumstances. I’m sure you will … Continue reading →

Kill the wolf. Skin the wolf. Cut the wolf into little vittles. Sell ’em and make your money that way. Sever the ear. Market lucky wolfen ears (be prepared to answer “they were lucky for the next wolf over, who … Continue reading →

From a distance, I saw you – I thought I saw you. I saw a vision, maybe. Like a wisp of light or a bit of melody I thought I recognized you were there for an instant. I thought it … Continue reading →

These years together haven’t been easy have they? They couldn’t be with all the tortures I’ve put you through and all the fucking bullshit you’ve just continuously been willing to take. It’s been infuriating. It’s exhausting, really. This… relationship, this … Continue reading →

My therapist says it’s time to seek out the sunnier side of things see the glass as half full succumb to the power of positive thinking, all that sort of bullshit. I’m against the entire enterprise but I do believe … Continue reading →

I’m not entirely sure what to tell you. You asked for a thing and I produced the thing. I admit you had a timeline that I was unable to meet but I think, frankly, it was unrealistic, and not properly … Continue reading →

It’s been so long since I last saw you, a kid born then is probably wearing braces. The awkward silence between us can drive now, I think, at least during the day. Our breakup can vote next Thursday and the … Continue reading →

When you were a child the world looked down on you and made no sense. When you grew you looked up and around and you read the primers (“the quick brown fox” and all that) and you learned the words … Continue reading →

I read his last words. They were so sad forlorn. He seemed lost but not yet ready to go. He didn’t mean to go I’m sure of it despite how it eventually ended. It was accidental – it had to … Continue reading →