Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

God, you’re oh so clever, aren’t you? In the back of the class away from the throng so no one will ever notice what you do. Aren’t you a tricky little dick? Subtle in your every action. None suspecting you … Continue reading →

Look, there’s no question that at one point, we were all in love with your lady, but for the most part, we got over it. We grew up. We found other beauties upon whom to heap our untoward affection. It … Continue reading →

So, not to be contentious, but I’m not entirely clear on who you’ve thought you’d been talking to all this time lately, but more and more I’m less and less secure that it’s really been me. I suspect that you’ve … Continue reading →

As they exchange spittle and shouts we eat our macaroni and keep our heads down, acting like everything’s normal. For all we know it is. Neither of us are familiar with the goings on of this couple in this house. … Continue reading →

My words have been getting angrier lately more strident less polite. My phrases are more emphatic and exclamatory less doubtful, though I know I’m as full of doubt as ever. Something about my words seems dangerous and ugly. My language … Continue reading →

Found: Baby’s feet Barely used

The guest room was nice but after all the lights dimmed she snuck in and we snuck out to the porch so she could smoke and we could talk and then she led me back to her childhood bedroom. I’d … Continue reading →

Hey, you remember back when – yeah. That was a time, huh? You know, when people know each other as long as well as we have there’s a shorthand a secondary language that develops, don’t you think? A twin thing, … Continue reading →

The first night was excruciating. I kept twisting and turning trying not to breathe defying every urge to touch struggling to let you sleep struggling to sleep, myself. I got maybe eight winks the whole night through. The comforter was … Continue reading →

Henry, I appreciate your permission in not reaching my personal goals so that I can stay out drinking with you for yet another night but I think I’m gonna pass. I’ve gotta go. I’ve got things to do. I’ve got … Continue reading →