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Billion Dollar Man

I don’t have a television. My laptop provides most of the programming necessary for entertainment, although the online screen resembles that of an economy-class movie presentation, if you’re lucky enough to have a personal entertainment system. Air China does not provide such a service for their flights. The only gap on my computer is sporting […]

JUST ANOTHER NIGHT by Peter Nolan Smith

Last night was New Year’s Eve. My redheaded poetess friend Irene phoned to invite me to a 20-something party in Bushwick. “You’ll be the oldest man there.” Irene was going solo. “Almost three times older.” We were just friends. “I think of you as 16.” She had witnessed my silliness on more than one occasion. […]

CRAZY MUSLIMS by Peter Nolan Smith

Yesterday I called my ‘niece’ Andy to wish her Happy new Year. She had already left the diamond exchange and explained that she was having a drink at the Plaza Hotel bar. “I’m meeting my sister and her wife for Rosh Hashanah.” “Nice, I’m in Brooklyn, otherwise I’d come and meet you.” The beautiful brunette […]

THE CALL OF WILD by Peter Nolan Smith

My life was once ruled by the night. I haunted concerts, bars, clubs, and parties from dusk to dawn from the 60s into the 90s. My retirement occurred around the turn of the century and the birth of my children completed the process, for I feared the Chris Rock’s curse of being the oldest man […]

DAZED BY ZEPPELIN by Peter Nolan Smith

Everyone in the world has a phone. I can call Fenway’s mom in Thailand and Mam will pick up the phone on the other side of the world. This advancement is a miracle, considering only twenty years ago phone service to foreign countries was a costly and timely expenditure. Now international connections are linked by […]