JDnightwriter2 min readDemon PipeIt was an ugly piece of ceramic. My grandfather's pipe. It was a brown shade of green, almost swamp-like and shaped like a demon with its...
JDnightwriter2 min readIn the End, It Came Down to SocksWhen we first came to this country from Russia in the mid-80s, my grandmother was a 60-something, spry widow open to romance. She was a...
JDnightwriter1 min readSui-homicidal ThoughtsDecember 29, 2020. My dad and I are at Sloan Kettering Urgent Care due to dad’s worsening shortness of breath. It is our eighth time at...
JDnightwriter1 min readSome People Look Better in MasksDecember 15, 2020. My dad and I are sitting in a Sloan Kettering waiting room about to meet with my dad's oncologist. We are both wearing...