The Guru

The self-help guru walked up to me and asked, “what would you do if you could do anything, anything at all, and knew you couldn’t fail?” I looked at him, thought for a bit, and shrugged. “How can you not know?” he asked. “What would you do if you knew you couldn’t fail?” My face... Continue Reading →

The Baby

I wrote the following poem in camp, inspired after I unthinkingly remarked that a friend's "twenty minutes of fun created a lifetime of pain" when he talked about his illegitimate daughter: He asked her for a kiss On a night so very fine. He asked her to be his Over red roses and wine. They... Continue Reading →

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