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FRIED CLAMS ON THE F TRAIN by Peter Nolan Smith

Yesterday I rode the subway home to Fort Greene. I edited a long short story about a softball game in 1986 with pen. The 30ish woman seated next to me slurped a big container of Dunkin’ Donuts slop. The brunette fell asleep and the cup dropped from her hand. Thankfully the lid held firm and […]

THE HOLE OF HEAVEN by Peter Nolan Smith

According to the Old Testament God banished Adam and Eve from Eden for eating the forbidden apple and this Original Sin exiled their descendants to this mortal coil, however humans have repeatedly defied this divine decree with attempts to recreate Heaven on Earth and in 1965 the teenagers of Boston’s South Shore pursued paradise at […]

THE INHALE OF WEED by Peter Nolan Smith

Marijuana was demonized throughout my youth. The Boston police treated reefer smokers as harshly as junkies. John Sinclair, the MC5′s radical spokesperson, was sentenced to ten years of prison for the crime of ‘giving’ an undercover agent two joints. The severity of his punishment did not deter the millions of marijuana smokers of the 60s […]

FLUTE THING By Peter Nolan Smith

In the Spring of 1969 I ran for president of the South Shore CYO Deanery. My older brother was the incumbent and my election was close to unanimous. Mid-summer I met with the other officers at the CYO headquarters in Weymouth and we planned out our event schedule for autumn, winter, and spring. The previous […]

NOTHING BETTER THAN PIZZA by Peter Nolan Smith

Back in 1995 I left the USA after the death of my younger brother. My plan was to visit the holiest places in Asia to expiate Michael’s sins. I was a non-believer, but felt this pilgrimage would help his soul on the other side. By late August I was residing in old Yunnan city of […]