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crazy but not too crazy

If you grow up Jewish in New York you’ll know the word—if you grow up at all in New York, you’ll at least hear it—each neighborhood has their meshuggener, or if they’re female, meshuggeneh. Every neighborhood has their crazy person, … Continue reading

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letting go

Marianne’s dead. We fought constantly—I stayed late at work—had affairs to escape, but since the plane crash—there’s no avoiding the memories. I think she’s trying to contact me—I want her to contact me. It totally makes no sense but then, … Continue reading

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in praise of self

Uncle Harry summoned me and of course, I went. I’m a struggling real estate agent in Walnut Grove and Harry and Beatrix are former stars of the silver screen. Ever since I can remember, I’d spend hours staring up at … Continue reading

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disseized

“You want to put a windmill on my people’s Ancestral Burial Grounds? You’re nuts, bro.” Jay did everything but put his hands over his ears. “Look Jim, I’ve had archeological consultants in and they say the site’s not culturally significant.” … Continue reading

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1111000110110

According to Uri Geller, the endless reoccurrence of these hours 11:11, 11:01, 11:10, 10:01, 10:11, 10:10, 1:01, 1:11 represents a positive connection and a gateway to the mysteries of the universe and beyond. Hell and heaven—sounds like eleven! Well, either … Continue reading

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ivory tower

I was getting on fine in New York. I had a penthouse apartment with a huge study and a treed terrace as my Arcadian retreat. As Cicero said, if you have a garden and a library, then you have everything … Continue reading

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nugatory

In deference to Saul Bellow I must admit the thing I fear most is hearing the wolf of insignificance howling at my door. I’d rather be confined to purgatory to atone for real sins than condemned to nugatory wishing to … Continue reading

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good witch riding the storm

Here you are again—home alone in your Victorian manse and it’s raining. You never did get over your fear of ghosts. You tell yourself it’s puerile and foolish, but as the lights dim and brighten, your fears wax and wane, … Continue reading

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morning stillness

Being a cop, I’m always first up—my body’s attuned to a different rhythm. Truth is, I like silence—it gives me time to think. The sun’s red at the horizon and the sky’s peach and purple—kinda somber and kinda quiet—sorta like … Continue reading

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painful pink

Eva and I warred—we never could get our relationship right. I suppose the reason was the colors of our souls. Everything I did got in the way—we constantly clashed. She was the Princess with the glass slipper and I was … Continue reading

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weltschmerz

The greatest hazard of all, losing one’s self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all. According to Kierkegaard, no other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss—an arm, a leg, five dollars, … Continue reading

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