I’ve Heard It All Before I stride across sticky floors, cup held lightly between loose fingertips, the low lighting making me all the more alluring and my smile all the more inviting from across the room. But my smile doesn’t match my tired eyes and you don’t catch how it teases you. How, Can I […]

The Usual, Please, on Cracked Wheat with Mayo The tanned woman in the Midwest deli yesterday re-convinced me I’m superficial. Not that I needed re-convincing since regularly I’m the irregular normal person at the international annual convention of practitioners who see things differently. Whenever they feature that multi-humped camel in their closing ceremonial parade shaped […]