Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

Dear K, In the recent poem I have yet to write,the Kirsten repeatedly referred to in terms that could be considered at best, unflattering and at worst, illegal shares certain characteristics with you. She has your name. She is a … Continue reading →

This is ridiculous. This is a travesty. This is quite unfair. There is no justice in this world if we allow a situation like this to pass for another white man to succeed in the face of so many other … Continue reading →

You don’t want to hear it, believe me, but if you’re sure… Be warned, though, that some things, they’ll just fill you with regret. Their metabolisms were different so one was huge and the other was really thin. Those two … Continue reading →

When I fasted I used to get the shakes: delicious shakes over on Ninth Avenue during my renaissance of responsibility at a point when I thought so much more of myself and knew so much less of the world. I … Continue reading →

Buck up, old son. When you’re slow to eat that ice cream cone and a little dribbles on your hand and while you try to lick it off your hand distractedly some more gets on your shoe and as you … Continue reading →

This is a haiku because it follows the rules of five seven five.

What I did eighteen years back was I ran like a chicken with its head cut off looking for something to do. There was nothing to do. There was nothing for me to do that day but absorb the enormity. … Continue reading →

she says she’s leaving the city that she needs to get back to nature and i say ‘there’s lots of nature in the city it’s just kept in boxes contained where it belongs’ but she doesn’t laugh she says ‘that’s … Continue reading →

Dylan already said it. The Simpsons already did it. Billy Shakes probably had a hand in it and Asimov maybe analyzed it. I’ll bet Diana Schlesinger from Third and Fourth Grade already talked about it: She was kind of a … Continue reading →

You sit silent, insipid, snivelsome, insinuating an attempt to curry favor all while you avoid stating what your really feel. You’re not as subtle as you hope to be nor as effective. You could try honesty. You could attempt a … Continue reading →