A My Private Coney project Flash non-fiction, brief moments and old memories of a city and mother's emotional and physical real estate disappearing at the speed of heartbreak.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
The Map to My Heart
Little Asian girl about four years old, a NY city subway map firmly in her mouth - it protrudes down like a single buck tooth. She holds, with all this commitment, her mother's hand, who juggles a stroller and cell phone, lost on the corner of 27th and Broadway.
MY PRIVATE CONEY presents IT WAS HER NEW YORK, the short stories that accompany the work-in-progress video and photo collection of the same name (myprivateconey.com - media link - IT WAS HER NEW YORK). The stories and the media explore the tender rubble that holds both my mother, Florence's and New York's soul as one disappears into old age and the other into gentrification. All are real observations and/or experiences with very little tall-tale telling.
Except when it makes the story better.
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