Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

It doesn’t have to be so hard. Your tension is of your own preparation. These problems creations built over years by concentrated design. You are so afraid of being known and recognized for what you truly are and being judged … Continue reading →

You think you’re looking fine that your moves are all right. You think you seem bright right in the middle of the night. Don’t matter. It don’t matter. Your weight don’t matter. Your wealth don’t matter. Your smile your strength … Continue reading →

I see ruins all around me. I am not ruined. Everything in decay; I’m still here. Whatever you got coming, Lord, I’m ready. Lemme say it clear: I’m putting this on blast: I’m gonna last. I’m gonna last. Whatever you’re … Continue reading →

I don’t get you sometimes. Isn’t this what you wanted? You asked, pleaded even and it was provided. We’re not talking Monkey’s Paw territory here: you wanted intimacy. You wanted us to be honest about the important things and here … Continue reading →

You may ask why your name doesn’t come up in my poetry and stories, songs and essays, and I’m sorry, my dear, if I begin to snicker in your face. Were I to start citing referenced inspiration, I’d be here … Continue reading →

I’m guessing, then, that this is the end of our correspondence. From the words I’ve failed to hear been unable to see have been completely without any sense of these past few evers I’m pretty sure that all the words … Continue reading →

At a placard describing the ginormous statue of the ministrostrophic magnifity of the leader-in-chief, the word magniloquent was proudly on full display. This was a foreign country so their mastery of the angled tongue might be construed as minority-portioned at … Continue reading →

You scare me. Goddamn, you scare me. You scare me more than you did yesterday and you scared me then but mostly because I was so frightened to talk to you. Now, I’m scared of what you might say what … Continue reading →

We gave each other mixed messages. You said you wanted me but didn’t like men. I said I was all man but acted like a frightened baby boy howling at the smallest smart. You seemed like you could take on … Continue reading →

You say you are happy with who you are and I would like to believe you but nobody tells the truth so why would you be the one to be honest in a way like no other? I wish you … Continue reading →