Eddie Woods

Summer of 1980. I was again in New York for several days after a couple of weeks in San Francisco and before flying back to Amsterdam. One balmy evening I felt like a stroll along Eighth Avenue, up from Times Square and head...

Sean Flaherty

I put my daughter to bed, kiss my wife and take an easy walk to get some groceries and a bag of beer, at Driggs and North 8th the ground gets hot and the air smells like cinnamon: across from the liquor store a b...

Drew Hubner

An excerpt from East of Bowery by Drew Hubner and Ted Barron Buy it on Amazon - $15.95 Also available in Kindle format - $9.95 The next morning I was awakened before dawn when a squad of SWAT cops in vests stepped into ...

Stewart Home

When I was at school in the 1970s, the hip kids were obsessed with old soul records, and while I dug those sounds I never paid much attention to them telling me I should go to Wigan Casino for the soul all-nighters. ...

The Editors

Two furry forest creatures grapple with the obscure dialectics of Sensitive Skin Magazine - who's right, furry forest man or furry forest woman? Who's to say, watch and decide for yourself... NOTE: Somebody informed us la...

Michael A. Gonzales

Going to daddy's gaudy Harlem apartment every other weekend was one of the highlights of my childhood. Living in the heart of the hood, he worked as a full-time barber and part time hustler. A sawed off Puerto Rican who stoo...

J. Boyett

My lover and I decided to stop using our bodies. Of course we had to keep using them—for things like breathing, eating, being alive—but we decided to stop using them when making love. “Because isn't it a spiritual th...

Darius James

Clunkitty-clunkitty CLUNK-CLUNK-CLUNK!!! This was not the clatter of the goat-hooved devil girls on the roof of the Froggie Family home. Clunkitty-clunkitty CLUNK-CLUNK-CLUNK!!! Nor the gentle patter of ballet-slippered...

Merry Fortune

Communitas The birds are stars The chick a body A star there plays the window of a lean limo, crooning it's raining From out is born A way gone and never Inside out threads love you there and here while songs ...

Michael Carter

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vb6lf3VMNIk Copper-green pigeon-saluted Statue of Balboa rusts quietly In the bright California sun; Balboa beach, or was it Coronado? Conquistador blares from a car radio, A yellow Do...

Stewart Home

was told the fastest route to Hell was by Metro. I took a train to South Hades. The local information map had Mount Olympus and numerous other mythological sites from the major world religions marked on it as being located ...

Jill Rapaport

The children of George Washington can thank their thirteen-plus stars that wooden teeth like his do not mar their cheerful visages; and I speak as one descended in part from the brave general, and specifically the daughter o...

Jose Padua

When I moved to New York I got a job with Nice Titties/Show Us Your Cock magazine. We were the competition and I wrote the captions. Whenever the Village Voice used the phrase “post- modern urban griot deconstr...