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55 REMSEN by Peter Nolan Smith

Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow.” ― J.M. Barrie, The Little Minister In the fall of 1975 I worked as a substitute teacher at South Boston High School. The city’s school system was torn by busing riots. Poor white kids attended school in poor black neighborhoods and vice […]

Back From The Dead 2011

My New Year’s Eve plans were local. Watch the Celtics-New Orleans game at Mullane’s followed up by an early beer at Frank’s then home to my Fort Greene Penthouse to watch the final sunset of 2011 before getting attire in my evening suit. Nothing says New Year’s Eve better than a tux. I polished off […]

Personal Ban On New Year’s Eve

Rain pounded the Brooklyn streets in sheets on the last night of 2018. Shannon and Charlotta traveled to a Fellini soiree on Park Slope. I had planned to spend the evening with Doctor Nepola, except on Sunday I discovered my old college friend invitation was for Christmas Eve. “Opps.” Geoffery invited me to a Lesbian […]

A Crescent Moon O’er Myrtle

A crescent moon in a clear sky Low over Saba Deli on Myrtle Avenue The tilt of the Earth 15% Two weeks after the vernal equinox The Autumn sun setting due West___ All estimates mostly guesses, Save one certainty The bankrupt DeKalb Tower Empty tonight. The epitome of the unbeauty of luxury condos___ ps I […]

ROSH A HOMA by Peter Nolan Smith

Eight years ago I sat in Frank’s Lounge with Vince. The owner’s nephew and I discussed a teaching position as a creative writer. The offer sounded good and the Fort Greene native said, “Hell, I have a four day weekend thanks to Rush a homa.” “You mean Rosh Hashanah?” My boss from the Diamond District […]