You Do Right By Me, I'll Show

When Did I Stop Being Me?

...poking A Lump Of Red Jello That Jiggles Outrageously, Like A Breast I Once Knew.

...if You Expect People To Try To Do Things Your Way, You're Going To Have To Give Some Hints As To What That Way Is.

After Sixty-one Years Together, She Simply Clutched My Hand And Exhaled.

All Right. Let's Give You Something To Tell Your Grandkids About. Or Great-grandkids. Or Great-great-grandkids." I Snort With Glee, Delirious With Excitement. Charlie Winks And Pours Me Another Finger's Worth Of Whiskey. Then, On Second Thought, He Tips The Bottle Again. I Reach Out And Grab Its Neck. "better Not," I Say. "don't Want To Get Tipsy And Break A Hip.