Finding the Kingdom Within

There is a place within the heart of consciousness where the soul escapes in times of fear. This castle on a hill is fortified by the cliffs of doubt upon which it was built.
Accessible only through the left side of our thought process where creativity subsides, this unlimited space of peace is rarely stumbled [...]

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Miller’s Specials

A waitress at Miller’s Diner collected table scraps for my dogs, Brandy and Dusty. The yellow bus that dropped me off from school stopped directly in front of the restaurant that invented the fried onion blossom.
With a red geomerty book tucked at ninety degrees under my armpit, I ran inside the restaurant to grab [...]

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Rains in Fargo

Spring floods worried Bill and Liz until they were sick. In times when warm, moist air masses blowing out of the South collided with the North flow of the Juniata River, disaster seemed imminent. Bill stayed up all night when it rained, sipping cups of Maxwell House, sneaking beers and smoking cigarettes to ease the [...]

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The End of the Blues

Peace has come onto me. It seems seven years of major depression has lifted. Although I should be contemplating suicide right now, the thought hasn’t crossed my mind. I thirst for life in these times of economic ruin. Smiles cross my face out of nowhere for no apparent reason– involuntary stretches of the lips at [...]

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Casting Mormon Demons

It was not my intention to shed demons into the mind my psychiatrist, but having learned to cast darkness from my own psyche during times of heightened stress, and wanting to demonstrate the reality of my enslavement to an invisible, evil force all around me, I released one from my ear while in a small, [...]

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Obsessed with the Craigslist Reload Button

A red-headed, fat queen who used craigslist to find sex subjects was murdered in Brooklyn earlier this week. Radio man George Weber bit off more than he could chew after luring a sixteen year- old boy into his Carol Gardens home, only to be stabbed in the neck more than fifty times by a teenager obsessed [...]

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Spitting Snow

Brooklyn had what the Old Farmer’s Almanac would consider an ‘onion snow’ this morning. Less than a dusting of frozen precipitation fell at dawn– a sign to anyone who gardens that it is almost too late to invest in cold weather crops, including radishes, beets and scallions which prefer a cool earth, even one covered [...]

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Cruising Prospect Park

Solitude associated with unemployment has driven me mad. I understand now why it is important for the masses to remain slaves to corporations and ‘work for a living’, for without a place to be from nine to five, it is difficult to remain a productive part of the conglomerate. The ability to multi-task diminishes with [...]

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Migrant Workers

Daffodils sprout along the sidewalks of King Street in February. I walk the block after strolling the Brooklyn Bridge to reassure myself that the segment of life lived there was in fact reality. The flowers are still there– yes it is true. Buildings do not rise more than five stories high on King, but much [...]

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The Sluts of Soho

It’s windy and cold in Brooklyn this morning. A full moon that seems to have partied all night still glows like a silver dollar over this swindled city. In these early hours of the morning, we await another Bernard Madoff hearing. Many hope he goes to jail, but this is New York and there is [...]

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