Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

We all talked about it. The secret substance the magic potion the grail that got girls to go with guys like us. Cosby even spoke about it on an album from before our time: Spanish Fly would make the ladies … Continue reading →

God, Bree, I am so sorry. I just feel awful about how it went down. I misunderstood everything from the get-go didn’t I? I thought we were flirting. I thought we were dancing around something. I thought you were interested. … Continue reading →

She broke up with her freshman boyfriend right around when I broke up with my senior girlfriend and we were just sitting in my double dorm room bed when I suggested that it might be a smart idea if we … Continue reading →

After she decided to transfer I drove up in the snow through several states in the hopes of spending time with this little girl I sort of liked. She let me stay with her in the flake-ridden north and we … Continue reading →

We played “Run, Catch, Kill” with you though you weren’t actually invited to play. Still at the start of recess every day when the bell rang my posse and I would chase after you and yours cornering you taunting, teasing, … Continue reading →

I guess I never realized just how beautiful you are. When it began to dawn on me, I grew horrified about how I had behaved. Please believe me had I understood how objectively gorgeous everybody knew you to be I’d … Continue reading →

You were so plump so flush so full of potential at the start. The zest, the sense of possibility was tangible all around you. In your presence I could almost smell the pulpy goodness. But you’ve spent your years refusing … Continue reading →

Is there anybody out there? It doesn’t matter. I’ve stopped listening stopped looking. I am done with the outside world. It is easier in here with my books and my poetry to protect me. I shall remain separate from society … Continue reading →

I didn’t think I could do it despite my claims. I didn’t really believe I could turn off the faucet so quickly and completely. I lacked faith in myself. In our past, I’d said I would do anything for you, … Continue reading →

On the day after our anniversary I was warned by the umpteenth advisor to keep my distance from you. They can all see with painfully little evidence how bad a bet you are and how unwise it would be to … Continue reading →