Story
The Locked Door
Joel Allegretti
The door to the room next to my bedroom when I was growing up was always locked. It was the only door in the house that locked from the outside. Not once did I see Mom or Dad—or anyone else—open it. I must have been six ...
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Podcasts
Episode 5 – Chavisa Woods
Chavisa Woods
Chavisa Woods in conversation with Bernard Meisler.
Chavisa Woods is a New York-based literary fiction author, and poet. She is the author of three books. The first, Love Does Not Make Me Gentle or Kind, (2009) is bot...
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Story
Alphanumerica
Robert C. Hardin
The streets were numbered forward and the avenues backward, so that you began at H and walked until you reached the first letter. Then the next avenue, like the first street, began a forward count from one to two and so on....
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Podcasts
Episode 4 – Darius James
Darius James
Darius James in conversation with Bernard Meisler.
Darius James (aka Dr. Snakeskin) is the author of That's Blaxploitation, a history of Black exploitation cinema, and the renowned cult classic Negrophobia, a raunchy ...
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Podcasts
Episode 3 – Patrick O’Neil
Patrick O'Neil
In conversation with Bernard Meisler.
Patrick O'Neil began his career as a visual artist, before getting involved with the San Francisco punk rock scene of the '70s and '80s. He worked as a roadie and road manager for the...
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Poem
Three Poems by Eve Packer
Eve Packer
146
she has red hair
this girl, in an upsweep,
sitting on the third step
of the fourth floor
in the hall, at 146—
big sweat,
first rush,
head shoulders body
back eyes thru
ceiling shrugs
‘sometimes you g...
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Essay
Matty Jankowski, RIP
Ron Kolm
There was a posting on Facebook on Saturday, January 12th, by Joe Maynard, an old friend, saying that a buddy of ours, Matty Jankowski, had just passed away in Florida. It was a very moving tribute, and it also contained a l...
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Poem
A Kind Of Love Story
Jennifer Juneau
A Kind Of Love Story
Walking along Avenue A I was kind of drunk
It was kind of desolate and kind of late
All the stores were kind of closed
And there was this guy who kind of looked like you
He kind of smiled
I kind ...
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Poem
THE COMPUTER ARCANE
Jack Hirschman
1.
To have this at one’s fingertips,
the whole world before one
and it not be zero—,
that’s the humbling meaning
of this revolution one’s a part of
and one’s been party to
for a long time now, at firs...
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Story
Fourth of July in Gotham City
Maria Koby
I had a tradition of celebrating the Independence Day with a twist. It’d start as the typical celebration - hot dogs, BBQ meat skewers and corn with cheap lager and wine at a friend's backyard or rooftop, discussing how ma...
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Story
The King’s Hashish – 1971
Tsaurah Litzky
You pack twenty bricks of black hashish from Lebanon in an empty air canister as part of your scuba diving equipment. We call it the King’s Hashish because every brick is stamped with a gold crown. You ship your diving equ...
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Story
Number 109
David Huberman
I would never admit to being interested in sexual conquests for the sake of showing off. But I was indeed part of the First Wave of 'wide eyed men’ of the James Bond Generation, who desired wickedly beautiful and sexy wom...
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Story
Drunken Turkey
Marc Olmsted
We got along and loved each other the way people do who share an interest in drugs and alcohol and sex. We loved each other in an animal way.
We never got married but were together a total of 7 years until it finally f...
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