Author Archives: Peter

Open City declared Peter Nolan Smith an underground punk legend of the 1970s East Village. The New England native spent many years as a nightclub doorman in New York, Paris, London, and Hamburg. The constant traveler has lived for long periods of time in Europe and the Far East. After a forced retirement from the Schmatta trade in Thailand, Peter Nolan Smith returned to New York to work in the international diamond trade. At summer’s end he resumed the life of a writer. The world’s leading leisureologist is currently based in Sri Racha, Thailand, Fort Greene, Brooklyn, and Luxembourg City. He has no address.

Snow in Spring NYC 2010

JoJo, the security guard at the diamond exchange, was a betting man. He gambled the left-overs from his monthly NYPD pension on baseball, basketball, and football. His losses outweighed his wins. JoJo also wagered on odd parlays and on March 1st in 2010 I said that there wouldn’t be another snowstorm. Two days ago the […]

Opening paragraphs of ALMOST A DEAD MAN

Hamburg 1982 The scurry of claws across the filthy floor startled the woman on the battered chair and she lifted her black stiletto heels in horror. Rats were the least of her problems. Over the phone her lover had suggested a nocturnal rendezvous on Kaiserkai. No one came to Hamburg’s harbor at night. The woman […]

A Hotel Room Off The Highway 1985

A little after midnight I pull the Pontiac LeMans Off the interstate Before Flagstaff Onto Route 66___ Kyla sleeps against the door Not knowing we are stopping for the night At a motel The Flamingo Motel Hotel Red sign bright neon I pull up to the office Get us a room Kyla wake “Where are […]

Body Parts 2 Reading – 3/19 Peter Nolan Smith

I’ll be reading LAZARUS II At Makers Ensemble Wednesday night 3/19 I have a new life After death Not the first time__ Last month Alex was sweet___ She lied About my odor___ Not only I do smell old I smell of Lazarus Risen From the grave__ I need a new smell An old bottle of […]

Rain, Sleet, and Snow – North Fork Virginia 2012

Back in 2012 St. Padraic’s Day was blessed with spring weather. The next day Sunday was even warmer, as I traveled south to the Northern Neck of the Potomac to meet with Ms. Carolina. She was not faring well and wanted to see me one last time. Her husband Charles thought it was a good […]