Category Archives: Prose

Shadows on Ice

Excerpt from Nocturne Variations.    They were spinning slowly, ever so slowly.    Do you want to go faster, Piers reached down for the dial. I can make us go faster.    No, Anya smiled. I like the speed. We’re … Continue reading

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The Well

Excerpt from Nocturne Variations When Piers was six she fell into a well. The well was abandoned and no longer had any water in it. If there would have been water in it, Piers would have drowned. Sometimes she’d imagine … Continue reading

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No Man’s Brooklyn

I have started working on my new novel: No Man’s Brooklyn.  A return to the bones of childhood, and to tangled roots. A return to the gritty lore of Bensonhurst.  

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Digging for Air

There was always plenty of tomorrow-talk, bright ribbons of noise amounting to nothing. What we would do, where we would go, how we’d become this or that. We erected fragile monuments to ourselves, and expected others to pay their respects, … Continue reading

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Birth of a Prologue

   They say you can’t go home again. I don’t know who “they” are, but apparently this mysterious phantom collective is well-stocked in facts, aphorisms and guidelines.    I was going home again, to Brooklyn, though the notion of return, … Continue reading

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Men Without Women

Review of Haruki Murakami’s Men Without Women appearing in Riot Material. “Men Without Women, a title borrowed from Hemingway’s 1927 collection of stories, bears ancestral resemblance to the shorter work of Hemingway sans the masculine mettle and tough-guy stoicism. Murakami’s … Continue reading

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Sculpting Fire

An excerpt from Nocturne Variations:    It is like closing your eyes and trying to connect the dots.    This is what Piers is thinking as she sculpts fire onto the blondegirl’s breasts.    Her hands work over the cotton-knit … Continue reading

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As the World Nocturnes

I hereby invoke the blessings of the EverGreen Muses and Lit-Minded Gods as I seek a new publisher and send my “golem-baby” of a book out into the great wide world. Fare thee well, Nocturne! ABOUT: Dystopic Peter Pan meets … Continue reading

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Unfinished Nocturne

She is the living embodiment of a nocturne, a girl who gathers dark and silence from the cave she inhabits. Or the cave that inhabits her. She sits, stock-still, a fugitive Buddha quietly gathering dark. Quietly, but not always serenely. … Continue reading

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Silent Voices

Review of Linda Stojak’s exhibition “Silent Voices.” “The female subjects comprising Silent Voices seem to exist in a haunted chrysalis state, or embryonic purgatory. Their faces, ashen swabs which are kin to Di Chirico’s faceless enigmas, suggest not only the … Continue reading

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