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by Mike Power

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  • Not Safe

    I started blogging yesterday at The Not Safe website. Once or twice a week I’ll be posting thoughts there about life and art in NYC so if that kind of thing interests you please give a visit. Check out their T-shirts, too. They have some very nice designs. Read more

  • Serge – Fictional Humans of New York (FHONY) #9

      Serge was a poet. Not the kind who wrote poetry, or wrote anything at all, but the kind who looked at the same world you and I do and saw something different. Where we saw trees and clouds and each other he saw oaken towers, silver linings, and all the things we pretend we’re… Read more

  • The Second Coming

    There’s a unique paranoia to 21st Century life. It’s perfectly reasonable to assume that when you’re in public, especially in a city, your actions are being filmed. Observed. Monitored by agents of both the government and the corporations that own it. After all, if you’ve got nothing to hide… Imagine this: You have traveled back… Read more

  • Drunk on Love – Mike’s Musical Monday

    I know what you’re thinking: middle-aged white guy covering Rihanna, what could possibly go wrong? Well, you’re about to find out. Rihanna is one of my favorite contemporary artists. She has a voice that’s both powerful and emotional. Her choice of material is consistently impressive and with tunes like this one and Cheers (Drink to… Read more

  • Chris – Fictional Humans of New York (FHONY) #8

    “Oh, God,” Chris moaned, invoking a deity he didn’t believe in. He was distraught over his own stupidity. He’d done the thing that all fools do at some point: He hurt someone he loved. Chris didn’t like to think of himself as a fool but found the conclusion inescapable. He hadn’t often been a fool… Read more

  • Slaughterhouse-Five or The Children’s Crusade, A Duty-Dance with Death

    Last week I was reading the third volume of Marcel Proust’s A La Recherche du Temps Perdu: The Guermantes Way. And it’s brilliant. I can see how people think Marcel Proust is the greatest writer who ever lived. He’s unique, and if the way he’s unique tickles your fancy, he’s your boy. But I was… Read more