Monthly Archives: May 2015

Antithesis

Nutrition, shelter, offspring: these propel us all, we know, for so the experts speak. Now some add altered consciousness, and tell us getting high’s another goal we seek. But are these all? Are we that simply framed and limited, by … Continue reading

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BFF Psychopathy (End)

I can use the shower as an illustration. The only daughter of one of our college friends is engaged to be married. Isabella is 33. Her mother Joan is a sweet woman. True she sometimes drives me nuts with all … Continue reading

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BFF Psychopathy (Middle)

Molly has told me that she never really believes that other people feel the way she does. She says she’s single now for the simple reason that she can tolerate loneliness better than boredom. She doesn’t seem to understand why … Continue reading

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BFF Psychopathy (Beginning)

Molly used to worry about her son. He was a behavior problem from the age of three. They were referred to child psychologists when he was in pre-school, and she has written reports predicting that he’d never make it through … Continue reading

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Cosmojecture

The Talmud’s name for God appears to be the fragment “Holy One, blesséd be He.” And though the phrase was not in English made, and by translation casts a flimsy shade, the “blesséd” intimates an agency that showers favor on … Continue reading

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Sights

A purple petal hanging from a strand of spider web, between a branch and ground, appears suspended, managed by a hand nobody sees: confetti small and round. And stacked atop a station garbage can, a homeless monitor and CPU with … Continue reading

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Contempt (3 of 3)

Seriously, I dislike my best friend’s husband. Yes, another four months have passed, and we’ve been through the shower, the rehearsal dinner, and the actual ceremony. A week ago Jane became Mrs. Jerry, and I still don’t get it. I … Continue reading

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Contempt (2 of 3)

Put another way, I loathe my best friend’s fiancé. It’s been three and a half months since I started this rant; Jane and Jerry are now engaged. They announced their plans to me over a fancy dinner last weekend. I … Continue reading

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Contempt (1 of 3)

I can’t stand my best friend’s boyfriend. Please don’t look at me that way: I’ve heard all the Psych One ideas. Believe me when I tell you I am not jealous. No way do I want that slob. And I’m … Continue reading

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On Dedicating Inclusive Housing

Three moments of eternity shone forth the other day, like stars on moonless nights or glints on glass. I walked and turning north I saw the name I named as if in lights; and then I heard my name in … Continue reading

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