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Longing

I long. I am longing. I am not lacking in longing. Longing is something I do. I cannot say for sure that I do it well. I just do. The days I am not longing are disconcerting. To me. I … Continue reading

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moon landing

My mother just called me. She is not yet 90, but almost. I wasn’t really in the mood to talk and I tried to talk myself out of not wanting to talk, but I think it showed. Maybe I’m just … Continue reading

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Charade

i feel terrible. all of my plans hinged on riding the elevator down from the 21st floor of my apartment building to my car in time to get to the theater before it was too late. but it came to … Continue reading

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Six minutes

It doesn’t take much lack of imagination for me to be sitting outside at Starbucks somewhere in Lincoln Park. At this Starbucks, they’re serving wine and people are drinking. They’re playing “Rock and Roll High School” on the sound system, … Continue reading

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there is a choice … isn’t there?

between writing and eating raw almonds and listening to Debussy. i think i cannot do more than one at the same time. i fear i am a liar and a scoundrel. I just sent an email to my therapist, informing … Continue reading

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