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Moving Day

The Bronx had always been a temporary stop along the path toward upward mobility. Not a place where Jewish people living on our block wanted their kids to grow-up; it

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Beach Blanket Babylon

Jerold wished he could audition for a part as TV’s Jack-in-the Box with that white Styrofoam thing pulled over his head. Not that he was particularly scary looking. It’s just

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The First Flying Woman

The old woman who lived in the bottom apartment called me. Her name was Basuma. Freckles covered her hands and arms and made her look like a ripe banana. She

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from Persons of Interest

…from my new writing project…here’s a See’s chocolate sample. Annabelle was my best girlfriend and by that, I mean the one who’s seen me through a divorce, at least two

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