That Night, Scene 7.

    Scene Seven Mehanata   The yellow cabs fly by on Tuesday night. You could cook things on the sidewalk, that’s how vile and hot the concrete jungle is this summer.        For the nine to thirteen million rats in their various races, this city never fucking sleeps. Its go, go, go, zoom, zoom rush! Slaves and serfs to the trains for service. It’s all … Continue reading That Night, Scene 7.

That Night, Scene 4

{{{“That Night” is the first Act of Fire on the Mountain. This is Scene 4. In the previous scenes we were introduced to three groups of overlapping characters. A tavern full of immigrants, criminals and subversives. A band of revolutionaries called the Z.O.B. Also a giant submarine carrying a small cell of mercenaries toward the United States. }}}  In Scene 4 we return to the Seas … Continue reading That Night, Scene 4

That Night, Scene 3

  Scene Three Upper West Side                                         They look out over privilege itself. The rooftop deck on the 17th story of the Trickovitch Family Penthouse looks North and West over the Hudson River, the Upper East Side, and also the George Washington Bridge. So much light and so much air, yet still under nine hundred American dollars, much to the chagrin of the Satmar … Continue reading That Night, Scene 3

That Night, Scene 2

        Scene Two Off the coast of Nicaragua   Far below the waves of the black blue Caribbean, a vast underwater leviathan of a craft named the “Black Mermaid” hulks its way gradually toward the surface. The vessel is forty miles off the Eastern coast of Nicaragua, sloshing and bashing the water. It cascades aggressively. All of these things happen in depths … Continue reading That Night, Scene 2