Sunday, March 26, 2017

How We Must Have Looked

(Photos by Joe) How we must have looked as we traipsed uptown, the four of us and an invisible boy from a dream . . . We stepped out from the shadow of the row homes on East 6th Street and into the late afternoon sun on 2nd Ave. The boy, whose name was James, became diaphanous in the brighter […]

What You See

March 21, 2011 by  
Filed under Fiction, Ghosts, Greenwich Vill-, Secrets of NYC, Stories

(“Home” – Photo art by Joe) “I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.” – Michelangelo on creating the David. Weeks ago I told Benny, “the cigar store Indian,” about a haunted house in the East 50’s that mysteriously disappeared. My lady friend(LF) and the pizza and Chinese delivery guys(aka num and nuts), were […]

To Disappear Completely

(Barrow Street, Manhattan – Photos by Joe) A stranger named Ehrie with an East European accent paid me a surprise visit on Barrow St. in the West Village. My friend Benny, “the cigar store Indian” had sent him to teach me how to “disappear.” Ehrie said it would enable me to avoid the attention of ghosts, demons, and the various paranormal phenomena in NYC. Along the narrow block Ehrie wouldn’t […]

Walking on Greenwich Ave from 6th Ave to 7th Ave S

June 2, 2010 by  
Filed under Photos

(Tiles For America, Greenwich Ave & 7th Ave S – Photos by Joe) Photos are in the order of my footsteps. I like the idea of snapping pics away as I walk up a street. Expect to see a lot more of these types of picture posts. Here are my STORIES and PHOTOS

Walking up 6th Ave from W 3rd to W 9th Street

May 31, 2010 by  
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(Photos by Joe) I was walking though the Village and took these pics. I have a bad habit of photographing-while-walking. I’m always in a rush, even when I’m out for a stroll. I have a bunch more from this set I will put up soon. For the record, 6th Avenue is also called Avenue of […]

The Fine Art of Disappearing

May 25, 2010 by  
Filed under Fiction, Ghosts, Secrets of NYC, Stories

(“Disappear” – Photos/Photo Art by Joe) I told Benny, “the cigar store Indian,” about the elusive demon that whispers to me and the threat it had made on my life. He asked if there were places I usually heard its voice. I named Smith Street in Brooklyn, where the threat was made, and in Manhattan, South Street by the Seaport and a section along Lexington Avenue where […]

Forces of Heaven and Hell . . .

February 24, 2010 by  
Filed under Fiction, Ghosts, Secrets of NYC, Stories

(Photos by Bald Punk – Birds Leaving Tompkins Square Park) I can’t get the eyes of a demon named Old Seven out of my head. At all hours of the day and night, I can see him staring at me from Avenue A in the East Village. I confided in a clairvoyant known as Benny, […]

The Eyes on Avenue A

February 15, 2010 by  
Filed under Fiction, Ghosts, Secrets of NYC, Stories

At night on the streets of NYC I’ve been hearing ghostly music. It usually doesn’t rise above the typical city noise. The music is mostly that of a solo piano, brass or stringed instrument. When I pay attention, I find myself envisioning a lonely ghost in a back alley, honing his craft. If I had any fears over the music, it’s only for my sanity. Then one night out with […]

Music of the Night

February 7, 2010 by  
Filed under Fiction, Ghosts, Secrets of NYC, Stories

  (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 […]

THE FIRST MISTAKE

January 17, 2010 by  
Filed under Secrets of NYC, Stories

As a rule I avoid talking to strangers, and my guard goes up when they talk to me. The most an interloper will get out of muah is a furrowed brow or at best, a grumble. Yesterday, I not only broke my rule, I initiated a conversation. And now I find myself unable to get the stranger’s […]

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