Category: identity

Magical realism in a coffee cup

  The bakery called to her after her strenuous morning workout. She went to have coffee surrounded by others so that she wouldn’t cry causing the heavily-sugared coffee to bubble.  She sat with her croissant and latte dreaming of what was next. Around-the-world sailing? She couldn’t swim, though. […]

Who’s that girl?

  She sat quietly looking at the photograph displayed in the local cafe. She always came in and order her shwarma platter with the spicy green sauce. No kebabs served here and they made sure to tell you that in bold letters on the storefront window. They wanted […]

These are the trees of our lives

  “Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.”  —Hal Borland As of late, Mondays have been a trip down nostalgia lane.  I recall when I went away to boarding school up in Massachusetts, my south bronx sensibilities were struck by the […]

Thank you for being an a$s

Just beat it No one wants to be depleted Your contagious mediocrity is putrefying Your baseless arrogance is stupefying Your extreme pettiness is confining Your false alacrity is mystifying Your careless whisper is clarifying Your exemplary triteness is testifying Your jittery righteousness is  unbecoming Your inharmonious sincerity is […]