Stories & Poems & Thoughts (Oh My)

RDU Airport’s Threatening and Assaulting Behaviors

RDU International Airport Welcomes You On Monday, 7/11/22, I was traveling through RDU International Airport to my home in Dallas on Southwest Airlines. I wore the same outfit I had ...
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Hips, Birdies, Stars, and Judgment

Max Vakhtbovych I’m on a personal journey to level my hips after a botched hip replacement and a less than stellar revision of the hip replacement. During a pandemic. When ...
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What are you going to do?

Photo on Pexels by Anna Shvets This weekend in Houston, Texas, watch what our national idiots will say at the National Rifle Association Annual Meeting, one of America’s most thoughtless ...
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Returning to the Homeland

Bent, but unbroken: Mother's Kiddush Cup Noon, the woman, sneezing from the dust, brings down the boxes from the attic, separating out what looks like a crumpled rag, tissue-wrapped small ...
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What will it take to make this A Big Deal?

(Photo by cottonbro from Pexels) For everyone who thinks the situation at the Colleyville, TX synagogue was "not a big deal"— Whenever I go to Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur ...
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Men in White Jackets

I miss everyone so much. I’m going crazy. Love everyone as much as you’ll let me in a non-biblical way. Seriously cranky, maybe paranoid. I’ve gained ten pounds from pandemic ...
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Rats, Part 2: Karma

The rats continue to plague me. They skitter. They are not paying rent. They scratch. They are disturbing my sleep. They poo my attic. Sporadic wafts of rat poo interrupt ...
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Rats: Not a Love Story!

My house has a rat problem. It started with a rat named Greg. He wakes me up, scuttling across the bedroom ceiling back and forth, back and forth. At first, ...
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Be Brave

Writing is an act of bravery—like all artistic endeavors. You show up. You throw up your guts. You edit the crap out of the mess to find the snippets of ...
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How to Defrost a Samsung IceMax Refrigerator (Part 3)

Three months after the weekend spent melting a chunk of ice the size of overhead luggage, I’m back glaring at Beelzebub’s machine (see Parts 1 & 2). I shiver. Something ...
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