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About Jonathan Berger

I used to write quite a bit more.

Left Out

I’m right-handed but left-sided if you know what I mean which you probably don’t. I write with my right hand I throw with my right hand badly, but I throw worse with my left which, I guess, is also the … Continue reading

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Stakes

I don’t want to leave anything on the table but I’m pretty sure if I put everything out there just blow my wad all at once give you all I’ve got in one fell swoop it’ll just be too much … Continue reading

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Twenty Minutes

I couldn’t find the kid for a good twenty minutes earlier today. She decided to take the bus instead of getting picked up but I didn’t know that not at first so with rising nerves I checked the late kids … Continue reading

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Tim Talks

Tim says maybe the bad news is really good news just pushing some bad shit out of the way first. Maybe it’s better to face the shit head on rather than wasting some months trying to avoid it so you … Continue reading

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The Price of Quitting

You know, thinking about it, I suspect you’ve been just a tad too hasty in your decision-making. Really, you don’t have enough information not to be in love with me. When you look at all this (make gesture, taking all … Continue reading

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By the Dozen

Once upon a time, a baker’s dozen really meant something. Now, I go to Lenny’s on ninety eighth and I order myself twelve bagels and what do they do? They give me six extra bagels! You can’t trust no one … Continue reading

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Chapter Thirteen

It was Burgle with a bullet. It was Graydon with a gun. It was Heloise Horter in the Hall of Heroes at One Hundred Harper’s Way with a harpoon whip. What’s a harpoon whip? Reread chapter thirteen. It was the … Continue reading

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Alexa and Alison

The little girl asks my favorite song, and in my current soppy state I say “Alison,” a classic tale of painful heartache and growing older and growing apart and possible premeditated violence. In the face of her blank stare, I … Continue reading

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The Penitent

Beloved, I would have never let you go never would have considered anything akin to an end had I realized it would feel in any way like this. I am sorry for what I’ve done and please believe me, I’d … Continue reading

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Avenue F

Let’s take a little break from the road we’ve taken all right? The sojourn we’ve been on for last few hours taking us from downtown to downtown even further on down past park after park through a couple of boroughs… … Continue reading

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