Aging

  • Bargain With the Devil

    We’ve all done it.Even if we don’t admit it.We make a bargain with the Devil, the evil in life, to get something we really want.Thinking it’s okay.Just this once.With our bosses.With politicians.With money people.With the friends we wish were our… Continue reading

    Bargain With the Devil
  • random poems

    random #710excavating memories for lessonsfor explanationsfor guidancefor a reason why all of thisis what it is. for how and why i got herefor some guide totoday and tomorrowand some time in the futurewhen you/me can’t rememberanymoreor want to. random #2595we… Continue reading

    random poems
  • I Ain’t No Superman

    Man, I can’t catch a break. Hard living. First, my knee replacements. Both knees. Then, my recent brush with life-changing trauma, a stroke. It reminded me of my last body-slamming event: a blocked heart and the pacemaker implanted in my… Continue reading

    I Ain’t No Superman
  • Summa Cum Laude

    My second anniversary of graduating Summa Cum Laude from California State University, Long Beach, at age 75, is May 21, 2026. A celebration marking eight years from 2016 to 2024. After the long journey Arriving homethe feeling of ending and… Continue reading

    Summa Cum Laude
  • Momma Julia

    The following is a fictional narrative inspired by a writing prompt in my Playwriting class at California State University, Long Beach (CSULB). We were asked to view several photos, choose one, and write a character description and narrative based on… Continue reading

    Momma Julia
  • The Shrinking Memory

    Remember when we would hoot over the fact that after 12 hours of smoking ganja, we’d swear we couldn’t remember a thing we’d done that day? Then there were the times when you were talking to someone, and suddenly your… Continue reading

    The Shrinking Memory
  • The Narrative

    The following essay appeared first on LinkedIn. We can quickly become prisoners of a narrative created by past misdeeds, mistakes, errors in judgment, and actions we would love to erase from our memory. It doesn’t matter whether it happened long… Continue reading

    The Narrative
  • All the Stuff in my Brain

    AgingThe Iran WarThe peacefulness of an empty beachWhat the hell is going on in the Middle EastThe roses blooming in our backyardMy recent stroke and all the rehab and medical appointments I must attendThe number of people, including my wife,… Continue reading

    All the Stuff in my Brain
  • Meditations

    My recent stroke has left my brain struggling to find words to put into my voice. However, I rest confidently that both my brain and my voice are still functioning, if not fully connected. It has made me realize, once… Continue reading

    Meditations
  • This Moment

    In a moment (this moment or another?)I can see…feel…a shock of electricitypassing through my brain…conscious that it is only a momentpassing throughI am passing throughthis place…this time …to nowhere…not surebut passing throughnever to return again …and then…the moment is gone. Continue reading

    This Moment