Review
The Ballad of Sexual Dependency, Photographs by Nan Goldin – Review
Franklin Mount
The Ballad of Sexual Dependency, Photographs by Nan Goldin
At The Museum of Modern Art, New York, through February 12, 2017
Downtown New York in the late Seventies and early Eighties looms larger than ever in public imag...
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Poem
Two Poems by Stephen Berk
Stephen Berk
The Family Tree
To all the sons and all the daughters of all the mothers and all the fathers who blessed their children with the demons that drove them to greatness:
Happy Mother’s Day Mother, this two-dollar gift ca...
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Art
Mystic Meanderer, Solo Exhibition by Eric Jiaju Lee — review by Franklin Mount
Franklin Mount
Mystic Meanderer, Solo Exhibition by Eric Jiaju Lee
Silk Road Gallery, 83 Audubon Road, New Haven, Connecticut. Through November 19, 2016
At this point in the Twenty-First Century, some impression of “Chinese art” h...
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Interview
A Visit with June Leaf and Robert Frank
Erik La Prade
On a particular February 2011, afternoon, I spent part of the day in June Leaf's studio, watching her work, and listening to her talk about her work. As I sat in a wooden office chair, I watched Leaf busily untangling some s...
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Story
The Last Good Year
Ray Jicha
The house felt like Christmas, at least that’s all young Louie Laszlo could think to compare it to. Mama made a special dinner, cleaned the house more thoroughly than her nurse’s job usually allowed, and lit the scented ...
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Poem
Deserted Factories
Sudie Nostrand
Windows of deserted factories
shimmer on a humid night
in the parking lot lights
as we stand absorbed in thought
looking down the empty street.
I am reluctant to break
the long silence enclosing us.
Sounds travel ...
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Poem
Nowhere to Go
Maria Lisella
Nowhere to Go
A paw emerged
threatening my conscience
Your scent eludes me.
A needle punctures a tire
A bomb explodes
Scoring the walls.
Roof Dog, Ave. B, E. 4th & E. 5th St., 1981, photograph by Phili...
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Poem
MONKEYS ON CRESTON AVENUE
Gil Fagiani
MONKEYS ON CRESTON AVENUE
The Bronx, 1985
B--short for Beatrice--was the last of the Irish
living at 2208 Creston Avenue.
When I moved there in ‘75 her older brother
was staying with her after a stroke prevented hi...
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Poem
As The Insurance Dwindles
Dorothy Friedman
As The Insurance Dwindles
In this house made of wood mother formulates ancestry cleans the fish
and makes the rooms habitable despite the incessant drilling.
As the insurance dwindles in each room an ornament rejoices...
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Poem
Exiguity
Jeffrey Cyphers Wright
Exiguity
I never get mad, I get even —
written in glitter on the broad back
of a fat man’s blue jean jacket.
Everything faded
except the dust & grease. Grace being
a monument not to survival, but to
resigna...
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Poem
Moon Walk Blues
Yuko Otomo
Moon Walk Blues
I’m not following the moon
The moon is following me
I just want to go home
My hands are closed
Half clawed
But not fisted
For I’m not angry
I pace up & down
To see the secret of summer
I...
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Poem
After Seeing Bernie Sanders Win the New Hampshire Democratic Presidential Primary
Eliot Katz
After Seeing Bernie Sanders Win the New Hampshire Democratic Presidential Primary
After nine difficult health years dealing with Lyme disease and neck surgery,
I lived long enough to see the first democratic-socialist in...
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