by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Let me describe the first time I met her. I was in The Strand bookstore, the one on 12th street, one of the most amazing places in the world. The smell of old books was almost overpowering there. I was in the mystery section looking through war-torn copies of Raymond...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
I don’t hate the summer, though I find heat a lot more uncomfortable than cold. I find it is easier to warm up when you are cold than cool down when you are hot. I can’t wear the kinds of clothes I like in the summer. That being said, I don’t hate the summer. In the...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
On Sundays, I always make us pancakes. Hot coffee on the cold days, but if it’s warmer than 60, I make iced coffee. I love to watch the swirl of cream in one of my old pint glasses full of dark cold brew. I love long languid mornings. I try not to put on the...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
He checked his phone again just as the blinking green dot of the location he was looking for merged with the solid blue dot that represented him. He looked up and saw the address of the building, which matched the address on the app. He went to the door of the...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
It’s the first party after the quarantine, and no one is really sure what to do. In the familiar loft, we all stand with drinks in our hands like its prom, and no one is sure if it is cool to dance. Desperation is everywhere, palpable, and real. It’s sapped our charm...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Mona checked her phone for the seventh time. Unlike the orderly numbered streets and avenues of midtown Manhattan, the wilds of Downtown Brooklyn quickly descended into a chaos of randomly named roads and dead ends, with the bookstore she sought nowhere in sight. Only...