Author Archives: nathanbiberdorf

Behold, The Tragedy of the Straight White Male

All I ever wanted was to be the victim. I grew up on underdog stories. Religious ones, especially: David and Goliath, Gideon and his army of 300, Jesus of Nazareth, and all those poor, poor martyrs. God, I wanted to … Continue reading

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The No Man’s Land of Me

At times, I think I am a being of reason, and that foolish feelings distract me from that which is concrete and provable. At times, I believe I am a being of emotion, and that heartless logic cuts me off … Continue reading

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Monster of the Week

I’ve been looking for you on X-Files Buffy, Star Trek, and Doctor Who Any show with a monster of the week Waiting for you to appear For Mulder or Spock to explain you Define you, describe you Put a name … Continue reading

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I’ve Grown Afraid of Words

I used to write. I used to write quite a lot. I don’t write so much any more. It’s the words. I’ve grown afraid of words. I used to like words. Short words, long words, ugly words, beautiful words,silly words, … Continue reading

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The Best Thing We’ve Ever Done, Month 1: Injurious Breadsticks, PBJ Soup, and The Adventures of Dr. Gamora

Welcome back to The Best Thing We’ve Ever Done, the show where Brandon and I eat some food and have some opinions about it! Last time, as you’ll recall, we recounted how our restaurant bracket came to be. Now it’s … Continue reading

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Past Me, Through Me, Anywhere But At Me

It’s hard to write when you’re people. Prose, anyway. Poetry is easier. Poetry isn’t written by people, not in the way that matters. Poetry is written by ghosts. Poetry comes from hollow voices without faces, speaking secrets of the wind. … Continue reading

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The Best Thing We’ve Ever Done

My friend Brandon, with whom I work, had an idea. “We eat out a lot for lunch, right?” “We do,” I agreed. “And we eat at many different restaurants on the northwest side of Indianapolis, correct?” “I feel like that … Continue reading

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