Sunday, March 26, 2017

I Am The Night

June 14, 2011 by  
Filed under Fiction, Secrets of NYC, Stories

(Tonic East sports bar, Manhattan(original below), Photos/Photo art by Joe) That night, the darkness was disguised as light, and my kiss—was the kiss of death. While the blonde wanted my kisses, as much as I wanted to give them. She was caught in the “fantastic lie” of the light that shined brightest inside me… It was a Friday night and my […]

Transformation

May 29, 2011 by  
Filed under Fiction, Secrets of NYC, Stories

(“The Hall” – Photos by Joe) The earliest signs of the change began in an apartment building in Bushwick. I was there with three co-workers, Nester, Edwin, and Kevin–to clean out the basement. Along with piles of junk strewn across the floor, we had to discard the ruined plywood flooring that was laid over two-by-fours and dirt. The […]

The Last Embrace

April 26, 2011 by  
Filed under Fiction, Ghosts, Secrets of NYC, Stories

(Living room) Last time I had gone inside “the house on the river’s edge“, if I noticed anything out of the ordinary, I couldn’t say. But this time, it was like I walked off into a dream, one that would change me forever, and one that I will never, ever talk about again. . . The exterior door closed soundlessly. Seconds […]

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 […]

Lost

March 5, 2011 by  
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(E 79th St and York Ave – Photos by Joe) Nearly a week passed before I found time to return to the “house on the river’s edge.” The demolition company where I work had previously gotten a call for an estimate to cart away junk from that home. In part it had been a trick by a boy named James. He wanted my […]

House on the River’s Edge

February 19, 2011 by  
Filed under Fiction, Ghosts, Secrets of NYC, Stories

 (East River/FDR from Sutton Place Park – Photos by Joe) Tall apartment buildings on the avenue shaded the intersecting, dead end street of row homes. At the end of the street was a flagstone wall set before a high, wrought iron fence. Below street-level was the FDR Drive and just beyond was the East River, where […]