Monthly Archives: August 2009

Soi Six Back

Memories of another place and time.

London Dark Alley

No many alleys are left in America, but London abounds in these narrow passages. Estate agents called them ‘cul de sac’. That’s obsolete French for ‘back of the bag’. My friend Sam Royalle lived on a cul-de-sac in Nottinghill Gate. Off Westbourne Grove to be exact. The top of the alley was bracketed by a […]

A VERY BAD MAN by Peter Nolan Smith

While awaiting my trial in Thailand, my good friend promised a ‘soft landing’ back to New York. The architect kept his promise and provided me a room and a little food in his Fort Greene brownstone. Sleeping on a sofa was never a permanent option and at the summer’s end I moved out of my […]

RIP Edward T Kennedy

Growing up outside of Boston in the 50s and 60s, the Kennedys were idolized by the voters. They could do no wrong. Sleeping with Marilyn Monroe was considered a good thing. A nuclear confrontation with Nikita Khruschev was an act of courage. JFK’s death broke our hearts, but the faithful placed their trust in RFK, […]

Porno Graph

THE ITCH cannot be found on Google. This novel about sex no longer exists in the 21st Century except in the collection of pornophiles. I held it in my hands many times. Mostly my left hand. Certain pages were my favorites. A friend once borrowed THE ITCH to write about 1950s stroke books. He never […]