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DANCE DANCE DANCE by Peter Nolan Smith

After sunset AK, Pam, Helen, Flo, Rockford, and I ate a vegetarian dinner with Farmer Bob. The young Californian tended to the flower plantation surrounding the bungalow. We drank five bottles of cheap wine and smoked his homegrown pot. Farmer Bob believed in nature’s way. The seven of us danced to the music on the […]

Live Long and Prosper In Iowa

Wilbur Harrison had a hit with KANSAS CITY. My schoolmate, Joe Fielder, traveled to the Paris of the Plains in 1965. The police caught him in St. Louis. He escaped through the bathroom window. The 14 year-old reached KC the next day. He ordered a steak and then rode a Greyhound to the South Shore […]

ROUGH ROAD by Peter Nolan Smith

Peru sucked in 1995. The capitol city Lima sucked even more. I had spent the better part of two days trying to score a bag of cocaine. The airport police had fingered me as a user. They weren’t wrong. An undercover squad had tailed my ventures into the slums. Their obvious presence had scared off […]

Viva Tony Montana

The USA is my homeland. I care about apple pie especially since no one can make it like my late mother. I also believe in life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, which is why I live in Thailand most of the year. The life is good under the mango tree in my front yard. […]

How Hot Was It?

“How hot was it?” Ed McMahon. “It was so hot, the musicians were snorting ice cubes.” Johnny Carson The master.