Year: 2015

  • Come Back to Me

    My mind keeps drifting back to my Greenwich Village days lately. This is another song from back then that I’ve been fiddling with. At the time I wrote it, I was singing to a woman. Now, it’s more like I’m singing it to myself, or someone who looks just like me. It may be a […]

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  • Fictional Humans of New York – Leslie

    Leslie was a pilgrim. She traveled thousands of miles to reach Mecca, which in her case was Brooklyn. She came from a humble home on the other side of the murky mountains, forests, and fields, clad in penitential garb, with tribal insignia printed on her skin. She came with her barest possessions: notebooks, the broken […]

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  • Invisible Lines

    There are lines everywhere, invisible lines, between words and minutes and people, even us. Some are as thin and yielding as a blade of grass while others are as long and impenetrable as the Great Wall of China. You learn not to see them, or to see them, depending on your taste and needs and […]

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  • Autumn in New York

    “It’s autumn in New York that brings the promise of new love Autumn in New York is often mingled with pain Dreamers with empty hands, may sigh for exotic lands It’s autumn in New York, it’s good to live it again.”Vernon Duke Some people like Autumn. I’m not one of them. All the good things […]

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  • Fictional Humans of New York – Hungry Jack

    I don’t like this new hunger. Not that the old ones were great, but better the devil you know, you know? I prefer it when my body hungers for those things that are necessary for its survival rather than feeding appetites that are, lets face it, better left unfed. You know what happens to hungers […]

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