Red Tin Noodles

Henry Miller on t.v. right now, middle of the night, old and white with his memories (his mother hated him for not becoming a tailor). Some fear has me in its wind. Tonight the first … Read more

Black Friday is the big day of the capitalist year, where shoppers get to fight and save while wearing riot gear. The scuffles people go through just to save a dollar bill make the gruesome … Read more

My uncle was a mercenary in a foreign war. It was very hush-hush. We don’t know who he fought for. All he said was he had many notches on his gun. As a boy I’d … Read more

I passed out on the avenue, I fell down on the street. I swooned under the sway of every drug dealer I’d meet. I’d smoke whatever came into my hands, from coke to cocoa. I … Read more

It will be dark too soon for me, in my small boat set out to sea, in search of some eternal shore, more likely on the ocean’s floor, revenge for lobsters and food fish. Yes, … Read more

Longtime Benito, the fever dream catcher, kept in his kitchen a cauldron of brine. Thus fish were entertained periodically and from their bones he built himself a shrine. Forced to the sidelines by random rag … Read more

The local pub burned down today. There’s no more karaoke. I know there’s many who would say the practice is quite hokey. But those who lift their voice in song once every Thursday night don’t … Read more