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Halloween Parade
Read moreThe first time I went to the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade was in 1984. Or so I assume. That was the year I moved to New York and for the next eight or nine years anything above 14th Street was wilderness to me. It’s one of those you-had-to-be-there things. Does anyone else remember John Sex? […]
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Three short ones…
Read morethe wind outside begging for mercy caught in the trap coffee for two mercy for millions lessons for one cloud across the moon the voice embraces silence then echoes in memory
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The Ocean Within
Read moreWe left the ocean a long time ago Some longer than others But we kept a piece zipped up in our skin waiting for tears or blood, spit or sperm, to set it free Now when it rains the kind of rain that clothes and umbrellas can’t keep from our skin we will be back […]
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Let That Bird Fly Away
Read moreThis is not a song about birds, not even in the Swingin’ Sixties British sense of the word. This is a song about letting go. Getting old is the process of letting go but some things are harder to let go of than others, and sometimes they follow you into your dreams. This is one […]
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The last car of the 6 train
Read moreI saw you bouncing up the stairs of the Bleecker Street station, determined to get into the last car of the 6 train, where I was standing. I don’t remember what song was playing but I know my foot was bouncing and my fingers were drumming on the side of the pole. You apologized to […]
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Words & Music by Mike Power 