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So, here we are—2026. Scary but hopeful. If you’re still hanging on. Which I am, though with great trepidation. 2025 was such a brutal and outrageous slide for the country…
Well, it couldn’t be worse. 2025 was a bitch. (No offense to female pups.) Trump and his toadies turned every good thing upside down. I’m not now going to elaborate…
A short story Jack was hungover. He took a long drink of water directly from the faucet, then stared at himself in the bathroom mirror. When did I get so…
A life story We liked it in Seattle, had been there for 7 years, enough time for it to feel like home. We had lots of friends there too, and…
Please, please. Just when you think our demented leader can’t go any lower, he jumps right in and proves that there is no basement in this fool’s mind. What, indeed,…
Bubby came to live with us after Zayde (my grandfather) died, because she couldn’t manage on her own. Zayde was the one who had taken care of all the…
“I don’t think I can do it,” he told his father. “The whole thing scares the hell out of me.” “It’s supposed to,” the father said. It was early…
I’ve often referred to it as my father’s gold pocket watch. Now I’m not so sure it is gold, maybe brass instead. Maybe I wanted to make it more valuable,…
The ads have already started. The lights are going up. Soon we’ll see the ubiquitous trees tied to roofs of passing cars. Christmas time is almost here and it makes…
A Very Short Story In The City Paulie liked to stay out late—even though he knew it worried his parents. Still he didn’t stop his nightly wanderings. Everything looked different…
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