Suprise Me

The desire and frustration built up Read More

This damn pandemic has turned me into an extension of my computer which has taken the form of my cellphone. Honestly, I can’t stand it! I have it in my hand constantly. Can’t eat without it. Watch tv without it. Go to the bathroom without it. I go into a near panic if I realize… Read More

I used to joke that I had motor oil running through my veins. Thanks to my great uncle: Uncle Meyer, as I’ve written about before, most of the Sarasons came north from St. Louis to Detroit to work for GM (my father worked in Flint for the Chevrolet Division starting in 1937, but after WWII, did… Read More

I needed something more reliable. My hours were irregular, public transportation spotty, and I lived too far from the hospital to walk.  And it rained and snowed.  Any car that ran would do. That, plus my general ambivalence, is probably why my first car was such a clunker. Read More

     There are three fragrances I remember from my youth, one from home, one from family trips and the one that started in my college days      Ever since I was young, I remember Thanksgiving morning with the aroma of the turkey roasting.  It’s aroma filled the house and wetted my appetite for… Read More

Nigel understood that what he was doing in recounting his everyday activities and observations was subverting most people’s understanding of what was possible for a person with his condition. He mentioned this frequently throughout the narrative—though he never used a verb such as subvert. Read More

We were going to a-go-go and the devil be damned. Read More

I was ready to go on my own, with my office in my apartment--my studio apartment. Read More

im under 10 living in Miami.  visiting younger cousins who live in central Maine.  I have never ridden a bike. despite their ages, they consistently make me take risks as hey laugh their stupid heads off!! I’m at the top of a smallish hill.  im on a bike headed down.  they hold onto the bike… Read More

As I approached Jeffrey, my face crimson, he uttered the word that doomed me – relax. Read More