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Timber, Released and Unreleased

Bernard Meisler

I ran into Jenny Wade on Avenue A, summer of 1993 I believe it was. Asked her where she was going, she said she was playing a gig at the Knitting Factory, so I asked if I could come along. She said nah, you won't like it, it...

when the lights go out in Mojácar

Wanda Phipps

someone said “everyone who has power is smiling” or was it “everyone who has electricity is smiling or “everyone smiling has electricity” definitely not “everyone smiling has powerful electricity” or “eve...

Somerville

Melissa Febos

An excerpt from "The Savage Library" I just knew that Somerville would be the kind of neighborhood to go all out at Christmas. I was right. Winter Hill in particular was an orgy of blinking lights and glowing plastic fig...

Manic Mode

Jonathan Shaw

An excerpt from "Narcisa" “The sick woman especially: no one surpasses her in refinements for ruling, oppressing, tyrannizing.” -- Nietzsche Carnaval was over. Weeks went by. The city of Rio de Janeiro was slowly goi...

Coming of Age by Samoa

Samoa Moriki

Samoa's paintings, a series of celebrated images and complex associations which (inadvertantly?) postulate the existence of a general science of hermaneutics, form the contents of ritual, convention and public entertai...

Blue Portrait

Jennifer Adams

Matt was a blind date, the only one I ever went on. He was an acquaintance of a girl who had the locker next to mine senior year. She thought I’d like him because he was an artist and was sort of in a band. He played bass....

Knot Frum Hear

D. Scot Miller

My face is cold. A salty breeze numbing my cheeks. I have the black book in my lap, and a pen in my hand. Sunlight casts through black water, a murky aquamarine spreading its roots towards the edge of my boat. I’m awak...

Why I Want to Fuck Ronald Reagan

JG Ballard

(At the 1980 Republican Convention in San Francisco a copy of the Reagan text, minus its title and the running sideheads, and furnished with the seal of the Republican Party, was distributed by some puckish pro-situationists...

MAYDAY, MAYDAY

Rebecca Weiner Tompkins

The white rain of petals that fell for a week is done. What catches now in my hair are the dried blossoms of the Callery Pear, startling and crackly, as they float and scatter, rattling through the trees to the street l...

Witness, 1992

Tom McGlynn

Witness, an insert from the original print version of Sensitive Skin, from 1992, by Tom McGlynn. Witness, Tom McGlynn

Crazy Mike

Mike DeCapite

an excerpt from RUINED FOR LIFE! On a thick night in June I was waiting to hear from Luke and Crazy Mike. Kitty’d gone to bed, knowing it would be late if they showed up at all. I opened the fridge and stared at the pro...

Bully ’72

Michael Gonzales

It was the fall of 1972 when I transferred to St. Catherine of Genoa in Washington Heights. On the first day of class a bugged wild boy named Tom Lowe, a short cat skin the color of a Hershey bar and a perfect Afro, served a...

Chocolate Delight

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...

On Receiving the Message, at 3:13 AM, on Tuesday, September 21, 2010, that Joe Schrank Has Confirmed me as a Friend on Facebook

John S. Hall

On Receiving the Message, at 3:13 AM, on Tuesday, September 21, 2010, that Joe Schrank Has Confirmed me as a Friend on Facebook https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KCoJGLyEVTw 1. A wave of relief washes over me, As i...

It’s Not You. It’s Me.

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...