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It was one of those unseasonably warm evenings earlier this fall when I bit into a beet and my front tooth came loose. It was a false crown to begin with but I’d had it for so long I’d forgotten it wasn’t real.
My dentist replaced it with a temporary cap that turned out to be even more temporary than expected, and no matter how firmly he cemented it in place it kept coming loose.
November 9, 2016 | Ben Berman
By the time I’d get my poems back…I could see them in a new way, maybe like children getting off the bus from their first day of school. – Kay Ryan
Sometimes, when we pick our poems up, they come sprinting into our arms and we can’t tell if they are overjoyed to see us or if we are rescuing them from the cruelties of the playground.
October 12, 2016 | Ben Berman
It was hot and muggy.
My five-year-old suggested that we cool off by heading to the library. And though I worried that she was beginning to think of our local branch not as a space filled with passports to wonders and miracles, as Libba Bray writes, but as that place with central air, I was desperate for AC.
Luckily, not only was the library air-conditioned, but it happened to be hosting a live animal program for kids – and maybe I was just trying to justify our outing in my mind but I couldn’t help but notice how ...
September 14, 2016 | Ben Berman
For many years, now, I have woken up early every morning to write for a few hours before the day officially begins.
But a few weeks ago my family and I decided to take a road trip down to South Carolina – and because my daughters can’t seem to make it more than twenty minutes in the car without asking when we are going to get there, I thought it might be best to skip my morning routine in order to drive while they slept.
August 10, 2016 | Ben Berman
I’ve been thinking lately about how the daily routines of family life both reflect and shape our understanding of dramatic structure.
We rise early in the morning, slowly move into a range of activities until some small inciting incident spurs the day forward and from there on out things progress until the climax of dessert dinner and then settle down via bedtime routines.