Jealousy on Trial

I had a dream. I was seated at the defendant’s table in an old-fashioned courtroom. My attorney, a soft round woman, held my hand beneath the table. I could feel she believed in me. Jealousy was suing me. Jealousy was on the stand and was bright red, like the devil card in the Visconti Sforza […]


Fruit, I’m in my shrink’s office in Lowell, MA talking about parental jealousy. Lowell is an old factory town north of Boston, full of smoke stacks and abandoned brick mills with the windows blown out. Over the past decade it has seen in influx of Asian immigrants. What this translates to are gangs of […]