Boast quietly, with decorum.
Alzheimer's usually comes later than AIDS, but I decline to call that progress.
New York loves itself in an unkind and fanatical way.
As children, our protests availed little. As adults, the same.
The aphorism: a platitude that swerves, or slides all the way around.
The writer is always courted by invitations from the all-too- familiar.