Sunday, April 23, 2017

Shapes

January 30, 2011 by  
Filed under Fiction, Secrets of NYC, Stories

(Pablo Picasso – The Guitar Player, 1910) There is a place with nothing to see, save these ineffable shapes that vanish when I look too hard. Sometimes when I’m there and it’s real quiet, I think about those shapes and how I want to describe them, and then the words come. ~ My lady friend(LF) sat down at the kitchen […]

The Demolition Man’s Secret

January 10, 2011 by  
Filed under Fiction, Ghosts, Secrets of NYC, Stories

(*Homes in Queens) At 96th Street in Manhattan, I jumped on a downtown subway line. A duffle bag of clothes was slung from one shoulder, and I had a laptop bag on the other. There were plenty of places for me to go. But I didn’t want to explain the clothes and the need for a bed […]

Empty Spaces

(Scrappy Doodles – Photos by Joe) My gloved hand along with a red leash was outstretched to Scrappy D, who had led the way into the northeast corner of Central Park. Splayed out in front of us was the Harlem Meer. Ice had started to form on the lake’s still waters. The sun beamed just above the buildings on Fifth Avenue, and yellow rays spread through gray clouds. […]