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Tales of Cowardly Men.
I drove into the apartment on a dark cold July evening. For the fifteenth time that day I wondered if the Julys of my childhood...
The one about lemons
I once lived in a village.Yes. A village. You read that right. In my other life—the one that pays my bills—my job does things like...
An Ode, for My Friend.
My friend Sally is a stunning woman. She has the most unusual features I have ever seen—so striking that I’d wager you’ve never seen anything...
Familiar Strangers
I am a big reader. I read everything — it’s disastrous. My mother loves to say that when I was little, my reading habits baffled...
The Politics of Love (and Other Tragedies We Inherited)
Have you ever seen two dancers on an ice-shark floor? I haven’t. But I imagine they’d have to lean into each other — depend on...