Zoltar, Who Isn’t Real

I don’t want to know the future, yet I stop at Zoltar’s machine every time I visit Coney Island. It’s been a while. I still have all my fortunes in a decorated matchbox, in case I need to consult them. It’s part of my fascination with animatronics, robots intended for fun, and the whole Pygmalion […]

the sun with eyes closed

My dad said, “Your car looks great!” My dad cares about cars being clean, and in my middle age, I have begun to care, as well. The previous week I had crowned my Friday work day with a trip to the car wash, where I sat and imagined the spouts and flaps were monsters with […]

under it

Overwhelmed, overloaded, crushed. These words describe not just the fuse that services my classroom, but my overall situation. (It’s okay. The fuses are just in the hallway. And half the time, the teachers in the other classroom I share power with go flip it.) Swamped. Submerged. Inundated. These words describe not just what happened to […]

End

We packed up and cleaned out my dad’s office, ending his legal career and small business ownership of 47 years, the people in and out of the doors were his children, family friends, and a colleague of 40 years, and a wife, and an ex-wife. All my life dad’s office existed, a third place where […]