my block

“Completed May 31, 1963, the 8.27-acre Bronx development is bordered by Schieffelin Avenue, and East 225th and East 229th Streets.” Documenting the universal in delicious minutiae, this exemplary slice of life is lit in the shadows of the newly erected projects.  Released the same month this Baychester development met completion, The Four Pennies‘ low rent

vigorish

In deference to he who shall forever be dubbed the good doctor of double-jointed prose, I seriously toyed with the idea of shaving my head. For the first time in years. Fear and loathing – that I may emerge an ailing and elderly Syd, or more lightly, Uncle Fester’s marginally younger sibling – ultimately stayed

guy fawkes it up again

My ear comes unglued on a feeble but persistent druming on the front door seemingly, a doll’s voice uttering guessed at sobriquets. The tongue protrudes past furred teeth. Ladling spittle on my cheek. Yet my eyes refuse to budge. Dad. Daddy. Dud, where are you ? Jesus Christ. I throw my feet at the floor.