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...

Don Van Vliet

Don Van Vliet, more widely known by his pseudonym Captain Beefheart, retired from music in 1982 and devoted his life to painting. Asked why he didn't go to his own openings, he said "If I'm somewhere else, I'd rather be ...

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

Maria Q is an old-school style singer-songwriter who grew up and performs in the Bay Area. You can certainly hear Joni Mitchel in her compelling voice and authoritative guitar arrangements; other influences include Kris Delm...

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...