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Happy Faces
by Sara Sturek 11/12/2022Neighborhood: Long Island, Syossset
I don’t get paid enough for this shit, I whisper, looking at my frightening reflection through the tiny knit film of my costume. Let’s just say I would not have picked this outfit: blue overalls, a singular metal goggle, black gloves, and boots stark against my yellow frame. Allegedly, I am Stuart, a Minion and […]
The Price of Inclusion
by Jack Lancaster 10/01/2022Neighborhood: Chelsea, Fire Island, Greenpoint, Meatpacking District
I didn’t get invited to go to Fire Island this year, which makes me feel like a gay pariah. I’m painfully aware of this after watching the movie, Fire Island. I loved it, but it reinforced my feeling that I lacked a queer community, and notably, one with a summer share in the Pines. My […]
The White Cadillac and Erasable Tattoos
by Flo Gelo 06/19/2022Neighborhood: Babylon, Williamsburg
Red leather and chrome trap my eyes. I could be in the kitchen washing dishes or helping my mom cook dinner. Maybe walking home from my best friend Lynda’s house or reading a book in the backyard. When I think about the white Cadillac, I feel happy. When the Cadillac is parked in the driveway […]
Joanie and Luddy in Greenwich Village, 1967
by Sharon Watts 05/23/2021Neighborhood: Greenwich Village, Massapequa
Joanie finished bending over the ironing board, her freshly-washed hair nice and flat. She pulled the plug out of the socket, wrapped up the cord, and looked in the mirror and smiled. Her own natural curls would be given free rein in a few years, but right now she wanted to match the long, straight […]
Ryder at the Beach
by Debra O'Fee 05/03/2020Neighborhood: Long Island, Massapequa
My 10 year-old son, Ryder has autism. Ryder is the sweetest boy ever, but he still surprises me and catches me off guard with things, mischievous things. Ryder’s always been very physical and that helps him, and hurts me, when he’s carrying out the crazy and creative (in retrospect) and impulsive thoughts that come to […]
A Sports Coat is Worth a Thousand Words
by JB McGeever 08/18/2019Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Jamaica, Long Island
My dad reached inside the closet for his new jacket, single breasted, two button, and straight off the rack. It was pencil gray with flecks of black in it and may have had those professorial looking patches on the sleeves, but I’m not sure. He didn’t care much about clothes and the jacket was nothing […]