Every month there is a different topic at the NYC edition of Smut Slam, a venue for stories about sex. In April the topic was “narcissism” … which let’s just say was right in my wheelhouse!
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On the first Wednesday of every month people get together to tell stories about sex for the New York City edition of Smut Slam. I’ve been finding my voice at this venue, and this is the first time I recorded a presentation. I cheated a little bit in that it’s more standup comedy than actual story with a beginning and …
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The email coupon said 20 percent off the ENTIRE purchases made on Wed. Nov. 22. Usually it’s just 20 percent off your most expensive item. Shopping on the day before Thanksgiving was not on my list of essential activities. But I wanted to pick up a book I’d reserved at the library before it shut down for the long weekend. …
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The annoying thing is that you had noticed, just that morning, how precariously perched was your late mother’s country kitchen bric-a-brac. The oval-shaped, white pottery container thingy – what do even call this this dish-basket filled with dusty crap? – that you brought back from their home. You had noticed your mother’s cheerful china tchotchke creeping over the edge of …
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There is nothing to fear, except Life, Which, truly, can turn on a dime But, mostly, speeds along linearly Faster than you think and then Here you are Almost 60 You’re doing fine You’re in a good place Confidence growing as you Explore this wilderness of Time, Which can run out, yes, But also creep along in a Blur of …
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I had an essay published in Huffingtonpost.com. Thanks to Noah Michelson and James Michael Nichols in the Queer Voices section for giving it a chance! This is the kind of writing I want to do going forward … not chasing school shootings, suicide bombings and Donald Trump! What a Long, Strange Trip It’s Been: 30 Years of HIV tests …
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This Is My Heart I was having dizzy spells Life moves briskly and I forget to drink water Do you do that? I went to a heart doctor Jogged with wires Held still for cameras Your heart is fine she said And yet so small I thought Be active she said Stay hydrated Jung was interested in middle age Time …
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To celebrate the launch of my autobiographical novella “Tricks Gone Bad,” I performed an a cappella version of the classic romantic song “Besame Mucho.” I don’t know why. Listen for my cat Mr. Kitty complaining at the end.
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I grew my blond hair long and for the last two years I’ve marched as Thor in the Greenwich Village Halloween parade. I bought a plastic hammer and performed a monologue about Thor’s take on global warming.
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Here are some early bits I worked on in 2016. In my own corner …. “Man buns and man holes” roams from guys with man buns (pussies!) to guys with sloppy man holes (viewer beware), the joys of old guy fights and a central wisdom: You can be a dick at any age. “I’m a Blanche” tackles how single people …
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