History runs through St. Mark’s Place in the East Village like dirty water — Federal-style mansions and celebrities like James Fenimore Cooper and W.H. Auden. Ada Calhoun, who grew up there in the 70s, writes in The New Yorker, “Gone were the days of Thelonious Monk playing the Five Spot Jazz Club, Andy Warhol hosting the Exploding Plastic Inevitable, and the New York Dolls ambling down the street in hot pants.” Yes, those days are gone, but something always takes its place. Like the kids with rainbow mohawks and tongue piercings. It’s always the epicenter of something bubbling up from the ground. More.
Lillian Ann Slugocki is Project Editor for Angels Flight * literary west, nominated twice for Best of the Web, a Pushcart Prize, and winner of the Gigantic Sequins prize for fiction. She's been published by CCM, Seal Press, Cleis Press, Heinemann Press, Spuyten Duyvil Press, as well as Vol 1: Brooklyn, Bloom/The Millions,Salon, Entropy, The The Daily Beast, The Nervous Breakdown, Hypertext Magazine, The Doctor T.J. Eckleburg Review, The Manifest-Station, The Forge Literary Magazine, BUST Magazine, Angels Flight * literary west, and others. Her latest book: How to Travel with Your Demons is published by Spuyten Duyvil Press, 2015. She founded BEDLAM: New Work by Women Writers, a reading series @KGB Bar. MA from NYU. @laslugocki
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