The graffiti in the lobby reads Beat Master Mike, probably written by a delivery boy or a friend of the skater kid on 17. But it’s chilling, my name like that inscribed on the wall, and exhilarating, like going under the boardwalk late at night. I read it first as a violent exhortation— beat an […]
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David Floyd: Blues
The blues is a good woman feeling bad. Let a doubter’s mood get moody and know: release comes from being properly sad. Compositions from the gut. A sketch pad for what’s hidden until it has to show. The blues is a good woman feeling bad and her feelings start to seem like want ads for […]
Christine Hartzler: Piano Recital
crossing the streams: a dangerous thing to do: but I invited this: my family in Mrs. Chester?s living room: me at the piano: butchering another nocturne: even if the room is an auditorium: or concert hall: and they are as far apart as possible: will be destroyed: I hold all strands: I cross my fingers: […]