He picks up the remote and clicks on the television. She says, I was smart before you. He puts down the remote. Then what happened? he asks.
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On Vacation
You go away with the stated intention of getting “recharged” and that’s just what you do. You get recharged. Recharging involves UNcharging in many ways, unplugging and finding a place off the grid so that all you do is read (and read and read – a bunch of my reviews of stuff I read is […]
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I got home from the studio. My mother called. I thought you said the camera only added ten pounds, she said. Then I drank a bottle of vodka.
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My mother always told me I was beautiful inside, but I’m a doctor now and I’ve seen a lot of insides and her words are hollower than bamboo.
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We sit down to eat and the food evokes strong memories. I can hear my mother singing. I feel her presence. This is a complicated meal, I say.
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This morning he heard his mother had died. He went to a burger joint and tried to eat to death. But no one could make a burger like his mom.
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Then the rain started to enter the house, and she said, I thought you promised to fix the roof, and I said, When’s the last time we had sex?
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We sold our possessions. We vacated the house room by room, a past sold off to purchase a future. We were hopeful, but no longer house proud.
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I fell for her in a painful manner. You’re about to make an awful decision, she predicted. I love you enough to ruin our families, I replied.
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Everyone is hungry; the grumbling has turned to revolt. Good things take time, I say. The noise dies down. While my wife can’t stop laughing.
