Martin Kleinman is New York City story teller. He has told his tales of real New Yorkers in his short fiction collection, “Home Front,” (Sock Monkey Press 2013) and on his blog www.therealnewyorkers.com, as well as in the Huffington Post, and in venues all around New York City – from KGB to Union Hall.
A native New Yorker, Marty recently completed a second collection of short fiction, and he is at work on a third. “The Tape” is from that new short fiction collection.
As the wheels hit the ground and the pilot stopped the airplane at Newark airport, I felt right at home. I was landing in the city that was going to be my new home, at least for a couple of years. People had always told me that I should live in New York once, but leave […]
“Lemuel,” my mother cried out to me. “No puedo ver.” I looked up. Her eyes were shut, her grip was tight around my hand, and she was telling me she couldn’t see. We had been walking home, enjoying the lull that comes over Washington Heights at the end of the day. I was six and […]
I. From a distance the crown almost looks like solid gold. But as I walk farther up 30th Avenue in Astoria, I can tell there is something not quite right about it. It is glinting, sure, but I realize the crown is made of curled paper. It’s from Burger King. I am now only a […]