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Flesh and Memory

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...

Reading with Darius James, Patricia Eakins, Craig Clevenger, Heather Folsom & D. Scot Miller

The Editors

And now, the moment you've all been waiting for - Darius James reads a hilarious excerpt from his novel "Froggy Chocolates," a tender Xmas story for all the little boys and girls...wait, scratch that, nobody under 25 or so s...

Beer Mystic, Excerpts 35 and 36

bart plantenga

Two more excerpts from the continuing sage of the Beer Mystic, by bart plantenga.

Interview with Steve Horowitz

The Editors

The brilliantly eclectic (eclectically brilliant?) composer/musician Steve Horowitz spoke with KPFA (94.1 FM Berkeley) host Derk Richardson on September 9, 2010 and shared examples of the "odd but highly accessible sounds" h...

Ted Barron – Photographs

Ted Barron

A thief of the imagination, Ted Barron takes the photographs that we have in our heads. He came to NYC from St. Louis, a teenage East Village Tom Sawyer with a movie already lived that he made up in his head and began c...

Mercury

Craig Clevenger

Lyle let his engine rattle for a ten count before he killed the ignition and stepped out. The snuffed porch light and the blanket nailed across the apartment window served as warning that he had best signal his arrival, that...

Electronic Dialogue & other poems

Rebecca Weiner Tompkins

Electronic Dialogue I At my wife’s grave it's changed a lot in a month; someone's planted some forget me nots. It's windy and flower petals from the trees are making pink whirlwinds. https://www.youtube.com/watch?...

Maupin Row

Ron Kolm

We were totally unprepared for the winter of 1968; it was bleak and cold, and it seemed to last forever. My wife and I were from the North -- Reading, Pennsylvania -- and we had joined a government program to help organize ...

In Spite of the Devil

Spuyten Duyvil

Spuyten Duyvil names the creek that separates northern Manhattan from the Bronx. It is bastardized Dutch and might mean 'spitting devil' or spinning devil' in reference to the cross currents that boil the water at this junct...

Balloons, Beads

John Farris

“What you gonna be when you blow up? I bet you gonna be a balloon…kee kee kee!” That was Willie T’s salutation these days -- delivered with an eye-rolling guffaw registering satisfaction with his cho...