Well, you know that book you bought for sixty-five dollars

Detroit, a play by Lisa D’Amour 8 min in  limbo “Remember the play about the expensive book that the woman hurled on?” Sandra’s eyes hardened to green glass.  It made Dennis think about his marble collection he had when he was a kid.  She was mad.  He had done it again, without even trying.  His business coach had told him to focus on how to harness his natural abilities to augment his professional strengths.  He wished Read more

By justk, ago

When making cold punches, pre-chill all liquid ingredients

Esquire Party Book by Editors of Esquire with Scotty and Ronnie Welch 8 min @ the desk Anna couldn’t make tea and she called un-toasted bread ‘raw’.   Mitchell would be there in twenty minutes, there was no way the “meal in thirty minutes” recipe was going to work out.  Her hair and clothes smelled like burnt pine nuts.  But  her godmother had told her to always have a plan B.  She pulled out the Ketel Read more

By justk, ago

like riding a bike

Do one thing every day that scares you. There are a lot of scary new things happening right now.   They are happening for the first time and the only time.  You can only watch your father die once.  Unless your parents are gay and you have two dads.  My dad is not gay. While this massively significant event is happening, the rest of life is also happening, per it’s established schedule.  There is work Read more

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Sarah went to the toaster and put two slices of bread into it.

Little Beeby Chris Cleave 8 min @ Sunnybrook Hospital, Parking Lot Mr. Fussbender was a man of habits, deeply ingrained habits that made for a smooth running life. For the past fifteen years every morning began with two slices whole grain toast with Earth Balance spread, one soft boiled egg, and two cups of Earl Grey tea with low fat milk. Every morning since his wife Pamela had left this mortal coil, Mr. Fussbender repeated Read more

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In my job I had to wear white gloves

The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros 8 min @ Saving Gigi Miss hired me as a nanny but I rarely held the baby. My friend SooLin told me that lots of ladies she had met just wanted company. But Miss never talked to me except to give me instructions. Or more often than not, corrections. And she didn’t talk to me the way she talked to her friends, she shouted at me in Read more

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Poor Phoebe, briefly felled by misplaced love

The Loves of Shakespeare’s Women by Susannah York 8 min @ HUB coffeehouse & locavorium He held her hand in both of his, rubbing the ‘Venus mound’ with his broad thumb.  He told her this was what the fleshy part at the base of the thumb was called.  He told her it was an erogenous zone.  He told her he could teach her many things without penetration.  He looked directly into her eyes when he told Read more

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you are tall lean stranger

Great Jones Street by Don DeLillo 8 min. @ Mercury Espresso I have an allergy to leopard print. And zebras and tiger too.  I like the animals but I do not like to dress in their skin.  When I first arrived in Paris the stylists always want to dress me in animal pattern – or very bright electric colors.  The first time when food arrived to the photo studio I am very sick.  The make-up woman Read more

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no more harsh truths

When I began studying yoga and Ayurveda I could not reconcile the first two Yamas.  I”m going to grossly simplify things and say that the Yamas and Niyamas, there are five of each, are the commandments of yoga.  The first echoes the Golden Rule, Do No Harm.  The second is to Practice Truthfulness.  And that’s where I stumbled.  I want to be brazenly honest, but that kind of boldness can buck against the feel good Read more

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