Category Archives: NEW YORK

MAKE NICE / Bet On Crazy by Peter Nolan Smith

November 14, 2024 – 5:07 am

Published on: Nov 4, 2011 The Diamond District on West 47th Street was a closed community. Family histories have been intertwined by marriages and business deals. The smiling faces on the surface hid the turbid conflict behind the scenes. My boss, Manny, and his son, Richie Boy, followed the Corleone tradition of never laundering family […]

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THIEF OF TIME by Peter Nolan Smith

November 13, 2024 – 8:36 pm

Published on: Mar 23, 2011 My first watch was a Timex bought by my father for my fourteenth birthday. I wore that timepiece throughout high school and college. It disappeared in the mid-70s. Lost, but not stolen. I went without a watch for the reminder of the decade. Punks in the East Village had no […]

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MAYBE TOMORROW – A novel – Chapter 1

November 1, 2024 – 12:51 pm

The November sun set behind the Jersey Palisades and flashed a feeble ray off a West Village window. The wavering reflection stalked the Christopher Street pier to a lone youth tuning a battered guitar. The blonde twenty year-old appeared unaware of the approaching glow, then he broke into a smile shy of surprise, as the […]

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G’MAR CHATIMA TOVA ET OI VEY by Peter Nolan Smith

October 11, 2024 – 4:17 am

Several years ago I rode my bike down Kent Street to Williamsburg. Scores of Hassidim were flocking out of the Brooklyn shtel. They congregated by the East River to atone for their sins and the Expulsion from Eden. Men and women were separated by a fence and I thought about taking a photo, but realized […]

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A Walk On A Bridge

October 6, 2024 – 1:45 am

On a gray November morning in 2016 I woke up in my Fort Greene atelier and looked out my window. Condos along Fulton Avenue blocked my view to the west. Thailand and my family lay on the other side of the world. I hadn’t seen my children for over a year. I missed them more […]

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