My Forty-Seventh Fortieth Birthday
I was born old. You know the thing old guys say to young women to try to get them in bed? “You have an old soul.” Actually, that might be me. I’m the one with an old soul. I think it’s rarely some 22 year-old nailtech in a bikini who’s...
Poetry: Like
“Like” Ten thousand years of choices Made under the influence Of someone or something. It’s gotten us this far: Cackling invective, Sad pretense of wit. A too-easy intimacy, Casual, though false, Now beamed through screens in our hands. Our...
Love is Dead. Long Live Love.
Almost twenty-five years ago — back when I was in college — a professor of mine mentioned how Shakespeare’s love stories were losing their impact. Students in the 90s weren’t as able to relate. Something had changed even in the thirty years or...
I’m Over It
I’m over it. I’m over all of it. I’m over those who think there’s a make-me-happy-now button hidden somewhere. There is no button. You won’t find it in a university degree. You won’t find it in a marriage license. You won’t...
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