Author Archives: Jonathan Berger

She is coming to hate her body the body exceptional that has been praised so often by so many. She is coming to hate the ears through which she hears the random compliments and propositions on what seems a momentary … Continue reading →

I’m beginning to hate my body for its weakness and what it does to me when you’re around. My feet, they dance only to your beat. My elbows fumble and bump, awkward and embarrassing when they sense your presence. My … Continue reading →

You think you know how it’s gonna go but it’s different. I’m turning over a new leaf. I swear! Things are changing: I’m not easy tonight. Its true! But you believe a single solitary look into your eyes, a lick … Continue reading →

You loved me a lot less than I loved you which was painful to accept in the moment but easier as time passed. It was a horse pill I could barely swallow but maybe I’ve more used to bigger less … Continue reading →

How do you learn patience, she asked and I stood there, surfing all my stories, seeking some sort of sensible response. Carefully, I stated, I do not know. I do not know how to quell those hungers within, how to … Continue reading →

You know when you cut me off just there? I was saying something pretty important. I was in the middle of what could’ve been a life-changing commentary on the state of Wikipedia but – you know? Forget it. Never mind… … Continue reading →

I heard about you was told tales of your eventual fate so long after I exited your story. I got information that you neglected to provide. I had my people talk to people who knew your people and I got … Continue reading →

It is… good to see you and surprising. After the events of December 12, I did not think I’d hear from you again and for a while that was true. But all streaks get broken eventually, don’t they? It’s been … Continue reading →

I was mistaken, the way I was pursuing you: relentlessly overtly explosively. It was wrong and it was rude but you had something I thought I needed to know. If I just could have one night with you I swore, … Continue reading →

Your doe eyes Your horse heels Your ponytail Your gorgeous calves and unbearable beauty… The way you eagle-eye spied me from a distance, wolf whistled, snaked forward toward me dogging my steps badgering me with your long hare and healthy … Continue reading →