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...
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...
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 ...
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...
Sensitive Skin Best of 2018
The Editors
Welcome to the fourth (fifth?) annual Sensitive Skin Stuff We Liked From Last Year! Remember, it's not limited to items that were released in 2018, just thangs we dug the most in 2018.
Of course, there will be disagreemen...
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...
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...
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...
Meme Drift
Carl Watson
West Midtown, when empty, could seem like an ancient old growth forest formed of concrete, granite, iron and glass. And like such a forest it had a dual nature— peaceful yet simultaneously seething with hidden aggressive l...
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...
school of night 19
Bruce Weber
the monsters have taken over the house
they’re crawling through the refuse
of broken trays of paint
walls and temporary screens
they’re delegating authority
passing their power on to the masks
who remove me from th...
The Auctioneer
Bernard Meisler
My wife showed me the back of a circular, junk mail. There was an ad for an auction the next day. A police auction, items confiscated from felons. Jewelry, artwork, gold coins and such. It was at the community center, right ...
DISPUTABLY 8TH STREET
Joel Allegretti
DISPUTABLY 8TH STREET
W. 8th Street,
Greenwich Village, N.Y.
June 2018
PRIME RETAIL SPACE FOR LEASE
Domino’s
SPACE AVAILABLE
State Farm
PROFESSIONAL SPACE FOR RENT
This isn’t the Tangier souk of leopard-skin...
Smiling Jimmy
Vincent Zangrillo
Gregory Corso loved Mark. Mark loved Jeannie. Jeannie loved Danny who was a high school sweetheart from “Paly High” in Palo Alto. Danny loved Smiling Jimmy. Just want to let you know that Jimmy is dead at the end of this...
Tainting Her
Sharon Olinka
Balthus, Les beaux jours (Golden Days), 1944-45, Oil on canvas
Like Balthus, he paints
a female model
in a chair.
Dabs of sickly green
define her. The air
around her ocher.
Such small ha...
