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spooning mr. pants

Midnight. Spooning with Mr. Crazy Pants.  My back to the window where a gentle early fall breeze blows in. His body curled into me like a furry comma between my breasts, soft as a chinchilla; my chin resting comfortably on his head, pointy ears on either side of my jaw bone. He purrs. Quietly and constantly. It vibrates in my breastbone. X 1am. Still awake. Pants, still comfortably numb beneath my chin, breathes steadily. I try to tune into his … Continue reading

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funny, you don’t look jewess

I keep getting confused between Rachel Shukert and Jillian Lauren. Both of them have hot books out now. Both books employ colons : in their titles. Both of them are pretty. Really pretty. Really pretty rock n’ roll girls who are now happily married hot moms. With hit books. Both are dark-haired Jewesses who wrote memoirs about going overseas and having sex with foreigners. I’m reading Shukert‘s book, Everything is Going Great : An Underfunded and Overexposed European Grand Tour. … Continue reading

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selective memories

I have a bum leg. Actually, it’s a bum foot. A motorcycle accident in  ’79 banged up my right side pretty good. 1979 was not a year of a lot of doctors or self care for the jodi. It got better, but now and then it still acts up. My foot swells, or I can’t feel it at all, or I stop being able to anticipate where the ground is going to be on that side when I walk. It … Continue reading

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