Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

"He photographs puddles," she said. "He’s really good." I nodded. She continued. "Occasionally, he sells a picture and it’s a big windfall but the art world is capricious so he doesn’t always make rent." "Sure," I said. "Sometimes," she added, … Continue reading →

It’s OK to talk to people in the room that you don’t know. It’s all right. They won’t mind. If you smile at a stranger there is the faintest possibility the stranger might smile back. In New York the possibility … Continue reading →

You didn’t give me a chance to fuck things up – and I would have. I would have badly. It would have been a car wreck of tremendous proportions, but you didn’t know that. You didn’t have the experience to … Continue reading →

All right, just you need to listen to me. It’s kind of important that you give me a few minutes to get my point across. You’ve been avoiding me and I get it. I do. I understand how I’ve been … Continue reading →

Some nights in the back in the basement next to broken floorboards and mouse droppings and the sounds of traffic insinuating into your thoughts when all you want are pleasant dreams or a few moments of quiet respite you might … Continue reading →

No, it’s not a big deal. It was just an old bike. Just an old bike that I had for years since my youth that I used to ride to school and afterwards to work and back again in the … Continue reading →

You were your mother’s son and a fine brother and had a strong relationship to animals. You were a community leader who cared for his people for years during quite tumultuous times. You did what you could and you did … Continue reading →

I am not the one to be touched. I have made this so over years of active inattention to physicality. I spend my days in avoidance of contact all for the purpose of protection. It works like this: when one … Continue reading →

Adam and Steve just hanging around that garden fucking like nobody’s business because it’s not and really there’s nobody around to judge except some smaller critters and they only talk occasionally after nibbling on some specific restricted fruits. Stephen and … Continue reading →

When things get hot glaciers melt into smaller ice mountains which quickly dwindle into chunks which speedily fall into the sea as drowned ice cubes all their own. When the heat is on you just gotta stay chill keep cool … Continue reading →