Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

Sometimes I find parts of poems ideas that have never quite coalesced sentences without a home and I combine them with others of their kind to form some Frankenstein whole a mishmosh of monstrous pieces built into a tower of … Continue reading →

My therapist said you provided a perfect opportunity to sever all contact and go cold turkey avoiding any word, thought or deed that would relate to you and these past few days I have been true to his command keeping … Continue reading →

Please, I beg you: never cut your hair. It is astonishing. It is exotic. It defines you. It makes you a thing I want to know and very much want to know better. Please, I must insist: keep your locks … Continue reading →

The pills don’t always work. The smiles don’t always work. The cake the ice cream the ice cream cake and candy, they… don’t always work. Sometimes the downs get going, and nothing can keep ’em down. It’s a part of … Continue reading →

I’ve been thinking a lot about the last thing you wrote. It really got to me though I can’t say exactly why. It made me want to change, though, or think about changing or maybe just change my shirt. I’ve … Continue reading →

Sixty nine years is a long time to know someone or live with him. It couldn’t have been easy all those years but she persisted and they thrived through life on the coasts kids and death empires won and withered, … Continue reading →

It is a good night with a strong breeze and a consistent ache within bone. You have dirt under nails and an experience of earned exhaustion. The first drink will be sweet and the eighth will be sloppy but each … Continue reading →

Your logic is spurious, at best. Just because I’ve said “you’re one in a million,” doesn’t prove that I should love – or even want – you. Why? Oh, there are a multitude of reasons. Here’s a few: Assuming that … Continue reading →

“You live a quarter century and what do you get? Another day older and closer to death.” You say you hate your birthday and I’m no fan of mine since it’s hard to think I’m aging well as if I’m … Continue reading →

With you going off on your little disappearing act I have a chance of my own to take a break, to review, reconsider and to revise my life as necessary. With more time to myself I may just be able … Continue reading →