Inside Me

(Rockland Ave in Staten Island – Photos by Bald Punk) A violent storm two days ago had felled trees, power lines, and left many streets throughout NYC still closed. Driving in Staten Island to a job estimate, I exited the highway and soon after rolled into a traffic jam on Rockland Avenue. It’s a two lane road enshrouded [...]

Music of the Night

  (U2 – “Hands That Built America” – Music Video by Bald Punk) From the moment we stepped outside our Upper Manhattan apartment building, I was in a bad way. The pizza and Chinese delivery guys(aka num and nuts) knew it. They kept shooting glances at me when my lady friend(LF) wasn’t looking. They tried to [...]

Dreaming of Lincoln

(Abraham Lincoln) I met this kid who looked like Abraham Lincoln. I’m still referring to him as a kid even though he was a junior in college and 6’4.” Fresh-faced with an uncanny presence, he said his name was Alexander and that his nickname was Buddy. I called him Alex. It wasn’t until our second [...]

A Stranger No More . . .

Last weekend I met this emo kid who wasn’t so much a kid. Very tall and gaunt, with the look of a man twice his age, my guess is that he was either a college freshman or a runaway. Our conversation lasted a few minutes, and with all the spiritual activity in NYC, I should have [...]

The Elephant and the Looking Glass

(Central Park photos by Bald Punk) Under twilight skies, I climbed into a horse-drawn carriage, having to bow my head below the canopy, and plopped down in the rear seat. Not a second later the driver snapped the reins and gave a curt whistle. The horse snorted, sending up a fresh plume of smoke. The carriage jutted forward to [...]

Barnum in Central Park

(Photos by Bald Punk – Central Park W & 72nd St)  I could retrace my steps to the morning and point out little signs that indicated something otherworldly lay in my path. Not that what ensued was earth-shattering. I had another encounter with a ghost. Yet it’s interesting to note how sometimes when I have [...]

Bigger than The Babe

(Babe Ruth at bat) We were parked on River Avenue in the shadow of the new Yankee Stadium. Scrappy D had his hind legs on my thigh, and his snout was against the window. I ran my fingers up and down his back. Sitting next to me, my lady friend(LF) hoped her sister wouldn’t be [...]

The Strange Case of Ghostly People on South Street

(Photos by Bald Punk – Peck Slip/South Street) My lady friend(LF) called the psychic Carrie Robbins, and I got on the phone and told her about the three ghosts that we saw in a bar down by South Street. Of the four of us, I saw them the clearest and could swear that their images clung [...]

Ghosts of South Street

(Photos by Bald Punk – South Street) The voices I heard on South Street weren’t just any old voices. They’re ones that months ago that I had also heard in a dream . . . I was a man possessed, acting like a mad dog. And I was loose on South Street by the old Fulton Fish [...]

The New York Times Profiles My Ghost

(Pic is not my ghost) In today’s New York Times, you can find the article in the OP-Art section, pg A31. The title is Nightmare on Your Street by Lizzy Ratner. The name of my story is Bald Punk and Thirsty Ghost.  <<Update – I scanned and posted the article – click here>> You can find it at the bottom [...]

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