My Body, My Choice
Washington, D.C. is not my favorite place. Since the government buildings and monuments are visible from all over the city, I spend my time there in a kind of continual rage brought on by the way these monuments smugly celebrate the pack of lies that passes for American history. There’s something about the streets of […]
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Today yoga was taught to me by an increasingly pregnant woman. Last week she sat on me, but this week she did not. I was disappointed. There is something cosmic about a pregnant woman sitting on you while you do yoga. She has a very soothing, quintessentially yoga-teacher voice. My one complaint would be that […]
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We met at the Northeast corner of Central Park. Each of us had a sandwich. We found a patch of grass between some big rocks, high up enough to see the pond. We ate our sandwiches. We smoked the joint. We watched some robins. H. pointed out that the robin is the state bird of […]
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To pay my rent, I cash in on my high school nerdiness by tutoring algebra, the SATs and the like to the precocious youth of New York City. The vocabulary-building and infinite patience costs their parents money; the propoganda they get for free. Last week: Me: “Okay, so this week we’re going to do words […]
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