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A Rhythm of Sounds

by 01/27/2002
Neighborhood: Outer Boroughs

If I leave the windows open in my classroom, I can hear the endless hum of traffic coming from the Long Island Expressway. There’s a certain degree of wonder in its sound. So many people, an endless whoosh of thoughts and dreams whipping past me like rush hour- forever. There’s this postcard I keep in […]

The Brie Burger

by 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: West Village

I got on the train at Fourteenth Street, sated with beef and coffee and wondering how come it wasn't so much later than it shoul

The Doctor From Norfolk, Virginia

by 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: Clinton

"I may be homeless now, but at least my mama raised me right, so please don’t ever blame this on my mama, God rest her soul."

Hungry Like the Wolf

by 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: East Village

The sign on the wall indicated

Behind the Counter at Ivy’s Books

by 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: Upper West Side

I hadn't thought of Tiny Teeth in years.

Trash Like White Elephants

by 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Greenpoint

There is a man who looks just like Hemingway who lives on India Street in Brooklyn in a building called the Astral

Brother Theodore is Dead

by 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: West Village

Brother Theodore was always a ghost to me.

The Intervention

by Jim O'Grady 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: West Village

I believed he was becoming an alcoholic. He sensed my feelings, so he plied me with the tritest kind of shit. “I’m really cuttin

A Tale of Two Coats

by 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: West Village

"Either of you two ever been in a helicopter?" the homeless man said

Village Cowboys

by 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: West Village

During my junior year of high school my mother announced to me that I was unfit to be lived with.

July, My Love

by 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: All Over, Manhattan

“It’s crazy! Tell me!” he said to her, and the only reply was laughter

Pasta Peculiar

by 01/20/2002
Neighborhood: SoHo

The elevator doors open and all I see is pasta drying on cardboard tubes.