"We met by the torched vehicle on Stanton Street. The breadth of her every skittish step was circumscribed by her skirt style & anxiety. It had been many unforgiven years and just as many unforgivable fashion statements. This was Barbie's first trip to NYC. Well, not her first – she'd often been chauffeured to the Mattel HQ on 6th Avenue & had often dined at the Waldorf & clubbed at Stringfellows. But this was certainly her first excursion below Houston Street…" Originally appeared in Brown University’s literary magazine, Issues, vol. 23. Also appears in Instant Classics. It appeared in Dutch in MBA-Kajere as "Barbie en haar riskante anatomie" (in Dutch). Barbie & Her Perilous Sound was remixed by Black Sifichi & Roma Napoli and broadcast on Radio Libertaire’s Epsilonia, hosted by Jacques [RIP], and rebroadcast on Radio 100 and Radio Patapoe on "WTM #1050: Barbie vs John Cage."
GNOMES: Deconstructing the Kabouter Myth
A Comparative Essay Utilizing Gendered Critiques & Freudian Phallocratic Notions as Analytical Tools: "The origin of the viskabouter,[fishing gnome] of this research, is traced to Zeeland in the south of Holland, though the precise locale is placed at any of four small towns who for centuries have bickered over claims to the kabouter in an annual contest. Citizens who claim ancestral ties to this seafaring symbol … dress up one of their own as the "genuine viskabouter" and along with much ingestion of jenever, [gin] the viskabouters engage in a lighthearted wrestling match in a tub of raw herring. The "winner" triumphantly carries home the trophy, a giant Viskabouter garden gnome to his respective hometown where it will be displayed in its city hall until the following year…" Appeared in Journal of Irreproducible Results, an irreverent, hilarious Mad Magazine for the scientific & methodical among us. Co-written with Joke Onu.
GG-1 Series of Model Poses
“Writers are a little below clowns and a little above trained seals” • John Steinbeck
GG-1 Series of Model Poses reveals the relationship between the White House & sensational images of dominance. Originally appeared as a chapbook in 1991 in Paris, was reprinted in NY. It was first excerpted in 1992 in Nomad edited by the Critical Art Ensemble. Appeared in Real Poetik. Multi-media performances in NY, Miami, Paris.
Coney Island, Cuba
Story about a meeting that goes awry in a bar on the decrepit Coney Island boardwalk and molts into very odd seduction that occurs right under the noses of the "victims." Photo by David Lombard. An excerpt: The juke in the Atlantis Bar furnished its complimentary share of the bar’s repressed hostility. Stocked weekly with 45s fettered with all the bitterness of conjugal failure by sawed-off men of resentful aimlessness and frothing pompadours. And, when patrons gathered around in all their self-mocking largesse, the juke could, from certain angles, be misconstrued as a coffin.
Errant shards of 3rd-hand sun, light that’d been laying around in bad puddles awhile, spooked patrons into seeing one another as sinister clowns whose jollity had gone rancid. Hundreds of askew framed shots hung behind the bar bludgeoning us with a glory Coney Island had once basked in. This unnerved some, fatigued others. How had we forsaken dignity for the right to be declared paper-crowned kings and queens of convenience?
The laughs of off-duty aperture (hearty in their hollowness) were strung to the current murder yarn (tragedy as post-mod campfire) and could not so much as unearth one dull fat boy from the doldrums he called HER fault.
“Must be alotta empties in heaven.” One beverage vet offered.
“There aren’t any empties in heaven. Tha’s why they call it heaven.” Nina proffered to put away the self-taught maltosophe. “Besides, it’s how we measure time.” Nina’s mien wedged somewhere between Dorothy Parker and Celine. THIS explained the Stonehenge replica we’d managed with our 18 empties on the table; yeah, 18.
Hack in the Poontang Jungle
"I was the nocturnal hack, psycho-topo joyrider, romantic speedtrap dodge, zen cartologist & eternal pioneer of the poontang jungle…” Hack is based on actual experiences as a cabbie in late-70s Ann Arbor, MI. The story originally appeared in Cab Art in 1979, was rewritten for Screw in 1983, rewritten for Beet in 1993 and substantially reworked again for the Noirotica #3: Stolen KissesAnthology, Black Books, in 2000 and 2001. READ NOW