Fiction

PART TWO Entering my teens, I petitioned my parents for a trumpet. Some years earlier, probably at the onset of baseball season, I divorced the piano teacher my mother had wedded me to. With some persuasion, they relented and one was purchased,...

     In the 1930s and ’40s, and presumably for some time thereafter, George’s Diner occupied, along with Jake Haas’s Bar & Grill, the southwest corner of the juncture of Metropolitan Avenue and Fresh Pond...

It was Christmas Eve at our house in Glendale, Queens. My younger brother, Aly, and I were scrubbed and shampooed; we had to be super clean, both for the party that night and for Christmas Mass the next morning.

    It just had to be pouring the day she was selling the contents of her house, but who the hell cared. She pressed her nose against the sliding glass doors. The geraniums had wilted, the lawn looked like a drenched cow field, and...

    It’s Black Friday, the day after Thanksgiving, and the flea market’s narrow aisles are overflowing with holiday shoppers, searching for the perfect Christmas gift. Packs of girls wield bulky bags. Lovers walk hand in...

    I like early mornings when time moves deliberately, in slow motion. I wish I could sleep until I’m slept out, but my mind resides in its own time zone and, once alert, I am a powerless captive at its mercy. The only way to...

    Breathing the cold autumn air off the still pond, and coughing from time to time, Cliff, wearing pajamas, dropped into a patio chair to spark his lighter and smoke. Head down, from a distance he could be praying. The L.I.R.R....

Part Two -Click to read Part One-     The applause was still going on when the professor stood up. He knew that he had carelessly let his opponent sandbag him regarding Plato’s theory and smiled in genuine admiration at his...

He held the Bible out in front of him and spoke softly. “This jewel of a book, this sine qua non text on how to live the moral life — glorious . . . inspiring . . . dramatic . . . innocence lost . . . redemption . . . salvation . . . is extraordinary in the totality of its vision regarding the journey of the human spirit. Yet, I am here to tell...