Category Archives: Creative Non-fiction

Why I Keep a Pet Plant

While I was in Hong Kong, I met a taxi driver who kept a potted plant on a wire shelf fastened to the glove compartment of his car. “The Asia Expo Center, please.” I articulated loudly in English as I … Continue reading

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Old Woman on the Bus

Today, the strangest woman got on the bus. I tried not to stare but you know how that goes. She looked to be ninety with a shriveled face and snowy white hair. She stood no more than four feet tall. … Continue reading

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Blade Runner’s Cinema Of Loneliness

The man comes home after a hard day’s work and begins talking to his better half. He showers and pours them both a drink. Then he enters the living room of the apartment and downs both drinks, giving us pause. … Continue reading

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My Best Friend Cries on the Toilet

Only when she poops though. Every time we’re getting ready to go out somewhere I glance at her reflection while doing my eyeliner and see the tears welled up in her eyes. We’ve known each other so long, I ignore … Continue reading

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The History of My Bladder, Or: The Salad Bowl / The Toilet Bowl

If you’re squeamish about urine, you might not want to read this. Otherwise, proceed. This is the story of my bladder. I am seventy years old. Every woman my age has a bladder story. I never had chronic bladder problems … Continue reading

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Mystery Story

My mother, my brother Danny, and I recently placed our ninety-year-old husband/father into a memory care facility. He has advanced dementia, he’s had a string of mini-strokes, and he’s become impossible for our mother to care for and control at … Continue reading

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Safe House

When I was elementary-school-aged during the Sixties in Arlington, Virginia, my parents couldn’t decide whether they loved or hated me. They felt the same way about my younger brother Danny. Our mother was warm, generous, supportive, and kind. However, frequently, … Continue reading

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