THE CURIOUS CASE OF THE PERPETUAL ADOLESCENT

Posted on August 13, 2019
by Steve Janowick

I was exhausted.  I crossed over the Maryland line and could finally make out a Baltimore radio station that was semi-audible.  I heard the laughter and banter through the dissipating static and knew I was getting close to home now. Perfect timing too, because I really needed a good jolt of cheeky irreverence to lighten […]

LIKE MIXED FEELINGS OR SOMETHING

Posted on July 29, 2019
by Steve Janowick

I love the way you look at me sometimes, you know, with that inquisitive look in your eyes.  The way you gently pick me up and hold me in your hand.  The way I nestle snuggly into your palm. And the magic in that thumb pad of yours.  I love how I’m never farther than […]

A MAN LIKE CHARLIE

Posted on July 16, 2019
by Steve Janowick

He was the 11th of 15 kids spawn from his immigrant parents.  Born in 1921 under a baleful cloud of coal dust in the Appalachian badlands, Charlie was doing man’s work by the time he was strong enough to carry a shovel and swing a pick-axe – ten years old!  He toiled away day and […]

WHEN A SOLDIER WAS A KING

Posted on July 10, 2019
by Steve Janowick

*sailor passionately kisses a nurse in Times Square to celebrate the victory over Japan, Aug. 14, 1945.(Alfred Eisenstaedt/Getty Images) She didn’t notice me watching her.  No one or no thing existed at that moment for her.  She was completely lost in a television induced reverie.  The flickering lights cut through the darkened kitchen and I […]

GOD BLESS THE AMERICAN WAITRESS

Posted on July 5, 2019
by Steve Janowick

From my corner booth at the busy diner, I sip my coffee and watch as you navigate the packed dining room with the grace and skill of a pirouetting gazelle.  Balancing a heavy, beverage-filled tray in your left hand, picking up a credit card receipt with the right, all while tending the other seven tables […]

A MAN WEARS MANY FACES

Posted on June 25, 2019
by Steve Janowick

He was running late…as usual.  The man needed to be out the door in the next five minutes if he wanted to make the meeting on time. So, after a few bites off a cold, leftover slice of pizza and a few slugs of Coke Zero, he scurried to the closet to grab his leather […]

DAUGHTERS…GOD’S GIFT TO THE JADED MAN

Posted on June 18, 2019
by Steve Janowick

He regarded himself as a strong man.  Finally.  He was now looking at three decades in the rear-view mirror and he was at the place where the road widened a bit, the knots loosened and the monsters of uncertainty and awkwardness that took up residence in his brain for so long begrudgingly acquiesced to confidence […]

SOMETIMES IT’S DARKEST AFTER THE DAWN

Posted on May 30, 2019
by Steve Janowick

It was the same early morning sucker punch. “Here we go again,” I mumbled to myself as I readied and braced for the ensuing blows. The intruder was unannounced and unprovoked.  Just as I opened my eyes to consciousness, he hit me square and flush, knocking me back into the bed.  I grabbed my pillow […]


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