Category Archives: photo-romans

THE TASTE OF PIG by Peter Nolan Smith

My great-grandaunt Bert circumnavigated the world on her father’s whaling ship in the 1870s. In 1960 National Geographic published a story about her childhood travels and at her 101st birthday the old Yankee lady related tales of the black-toothed betel-nut chewers of Indonesia and tiger hunts on Java. The only two other family members had […]

Viva Che Fifty Years Later

Like every other human born on this planet, Che Guevera began his life as a child. His bloodline was partially Irish and his last name was Lynch. His father laster stated that the blood of Irish rebels ran in his son’s veins. His youth devoted to education and according to Wikipedia the CIA considered the […]

THE MEANING OF PURE by Peter Nolan Smith

In the summer of 1995 my baby brother died of AIDS. Our family buried his body in a grave south of Boston. After the funeral I left the USA and sought solace for Michael’s soul at the holy sites of Asia. I lit candles before the Buddha in Chiang Mai. I circumnavigated Lhasa’s Jokhang Temple. […]

A Long Walk Into Year 66

Last Monday Chef Dave from 169 cooked a BBQ on his roof deck in Bushwick. I brought a bottle of Chardonnay. I ate hamburgers, hot dogs, and pickles. I drank wine, Jagermeister, and tequila. Someone gave me a magic mushroom. It had a red cap. Another handed me a marijuana gummie. I did them all […]

A Last Night At the Royal Lieu

Paris was a beautiful city in 1985. I worked the door at several nightclubs around the city. My bosses were Albert and Serge. We also had a club in London, the Cafe de Paris, and another in Nice, Le Nautique. Jacques was my partner at the door. The ex-con was a soothing balm to my […]