When you think I'm not looking, I always am. You say it's like nicotine, your best analogy as a non-smoker. The kind of hit that is hard to live without and isn't it human nature, you ponder.

Alice and I went into the bat cave, but we didn't see any bats. Trees don't come rooting around in there. Water comes. Because water goes wherever it wants. When it wants. I wanted so much to hold Alice's hand. Know I should've wanted more. It…

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hungry you are, but not for food

I will no longer be betrayed. At least not voluntarily.

A petition submitted to the Planning Department of Palm Beach Florida requests a zoning variance applied to Mar — a — Lago. Studies, backed by research, have defined Mar-a- Lago, an ideal location for shelter and protection for immigrants, fleeing from…

Madigan's findings were alarming, to say the least, but the results of what appeared to be years of research seemed to speak for themselves— This world is not real! the document insisted.

Robot telephones me today...

Beyond the rising curtain and the edge of the building I pass every day is a round, fat tower dwarfing all the other ancient and more modern structures around it. The same tower I see every day and have tried to describe to you again and again with no luck. It's an old…

We were survivors of a dead mother and no account father. A stink was on us. We accepted the fact. We had one true friend, Old Bill.

"Benny can't come over anymore." I was 12. Latchkey kid, but we didn't call it that. Mom working in another town. Dad working in another town. My brother. 2. My responsibility. "Why? Why not?"

They’ve got sketches for The invention of the middle finger At the Museum for The Gathering Clouds of Innocence So, why not go there and get a feeling For the meaning behind everything? Okay, here’s the truth I was so busy giving people th

I watched her look at mewithout any eyes.she turned her head as wesat on the edge of the bed.Instead of eyesthere were hollow indentations of soft tissue,bulbs, and closed,tissue sown, pinched togetherwith pulls and zigzagslike crosshatching, where…

Now that school is back in session, we move through our days like cage fighters, tagging in and out of matches: The Battle of the Bottle, The Diaper Duel, The Pout Bout. So while I'm assembling a casserole for tomorrow, Susan feeds Margot. While she washe

the television

A murder of bunnies nibble the St. Augustine,