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Where To Begin
by Kate Erickson 10/14/2011Neighborhood: Upper West Side
I was late to the 79th Street Boat Basin, which meant I had missed the introductions of name and sailing experience. Convenient, since of the two, I had only a name. My new boss was telling us our mooring was at NW2. I scanned the orientation packet: bowline, jib, vang. I had thought the position [...]
Harlem Girls
by BreeanneDaniels 09/21/2011Neighborhood: Harlem, Uncategorized
I love this train station. 125th St. The 1 is sentimental, alluring. It’s Ice T’s shadow in the credits of Law and Order SVU, It’s an isolated and spectacular scene that rises from below at 125th street, and Harlem is unfolded from panoramic elevation. I stood on 125th street, listening the rumble above me as the [...]
Mayoral Control – A Love Story
by JB McGeever 09/01/2011Neighborhood: All Over, Greenwich Village, Uncategorized
It had always been an in-joke between us. I was the one who hailed the cab. “Let them see that big yellow head of yours,” Tiffany would say. We broke tradition only once, separating at a corner during a light summer rain in Greenwich Village. The ugly truth left me stunned and incensed. The cab, [...]
Down The Hall And On Your Left
by Jackob G. Hofmann 08/31/2011Neighborhood: Featured, Upper West Side
In the spring of 1989 I rented an apartment on 75th St., between Columbus and Amsterdam. The apartment, if you can call it that, was approximately the size of your average fitting room at TJ Maxx, but not nearly as nice. Though I was thrilled to be paying next to nothing for this space (a [...]
Bear Patrol
by Rob Williams 07/19/2011Neighborhood: Featured, Midtown, Park Slope
The door to Karen’s office was open and I waved a little hello as I entered, indicating that I would only be a second. Karen was the creative director at the magazine publisher where I was freelancing as a copy editor. I thought there was something cozy about her, something very motherly, in a distracted [...]
Spanked
by Nathaniel Page 07/08/2011Neighborhood: Chelsea, Featured
WHAP! The paddle hit my ass. The first time I recall getting spanked, I was four. I had stolen a box of matches and lit a fire behind my house. My father spanked me down the hall. The last time I recall getting spanked, I was 25. I was in Paddles, New York City’s main [...]
Undone. A Moving Story.
by Margot Kahn 05/22/2011Neighborhood: All Over, Park Slope, Upper West Side
In graduate school, I dated a skinny fiction writer named Dan. It was a good relationship at the time, always having someone willing to read your draft of this or that, but when the time came to move from the Upper West Side to Brooklyn, I needed less brains, more brawn, and that’s exactly what [...]
Lies My Canvasser Told Me
by Mac Barrett 05/01/2011Neighborhood: Herald Square, Uncategorized
I support a poor kid whose name I don’t know in a country I don’t remember the name of, somewhere in South America, I think. This happened because I was stopped on the street on my way to meet a friend for dinner at a nice restaurant, singled out from the after-work stream of people [...]
Yes To Carrots
by Chloe Caldwell 03/06/2011Neighborhood: East Village
I wanted Yes To Carrots lotion. I’d seen it in a magazine – something like Self, or InStyle. I liked how the packaging looked, and I am not normally a sucker for packaging. The bright orange capital letters and font were pleasing on my eyes. And I love carrots. I love lotion. I love saying [...]
The Asian Bug
by Joseph Scalia 02/20/2011Neighborhood: Across the River, Letter From Abroad
The Asian bug has bitten my younger son Jesse. I don’t mean the flu that comes around every several years and gets blamed on that continent. No, he has been smitten by the mysterious East, and, like Marco Polo, fallen under the spell of the Orient. He is dating an Asian girl. Not that there [...]
Second Chances
by Tim Doody 01/30/2011Neighborhood: Featured, Lower East Side
With Illustrations by Carlo Quispe I don’t go to Dr. Dave for check-ups, just when something goes wrong. And something is wrong today. I suck down the last hit of my cigarette and stub it beside a mural of spray-painted camouflage that covers part of Dr. Dave’s corner office on Clinton and Stanton. A sign—red [...]
The Fat Jiggling Machine
by Roberta Allen 01/25/2011Neighborhood: Upper West Side
One Sunday afternoon when my father suggested we go to his health club in the basement of the Ansonia Hotel, I said, “No, why would I wanna go there?” I made a face. “Come on,” he said, as we walked through the lobby and stood under the awning outside our apartment building on West 76th [...]
