Author Archives: Nate

Hi Culture! Homage to the New Yorker Hm, need something to read, dum de dum de der What’s this in my bag? Why it’s a double issue of the mf’ing New Yorker! Cover is a fresh hot slice of NYC … Continue reading →

I speak of a food so divine… The smell, the texture, the taste – sublime It’s born and raised on a simple stalk Rooted in the earth, unable to walk In the field it grows a mask Preparing it’s contents … Continue reading →

Note: Took some risky rhymes on this to get it to work.  Yeah – it’s edgy but I am blazing some new ground here, might take a while for mainstream to catch up with this style! Walk in the door … Continue reading →

Earlier this year, little Buster departed for the rainbow bridge/the big yard in the sky. I wrote this to memorialize this proud doggy: BUSTER I am a happy canine prince with four delicate paw prints My coat is sooooo soft, … Continue reading →

(Ed: this is a lady bus wearing a turtleneck, FYI) #39: The Route to Happiness Taking a ride on the MBTA #39 Is like uncorking an exquisite bottle of wine The route’s fleet fancier than Albright’s brooches Including the Neoplan … Continue reading →

A Poem From Nate’s Face to His Mustache We will both wake up one winter day And without warning he will shave you away… Before you leave this blessed mortal sphere There is something you need to hear I talk … Continue reading →

My favorite ride is Post-Panamax Lookin’ real good up on 40-ft stacks Upon you decks & in your hull Are enough Chinese goods to fill an American mall Oh humble container, invented by Malcolm McLean You’re over 50 years old, … Continue reading →

The Fizzard of Ahhhs Hey buddy, if you don’t know about the fizzle, Then you need to take a look at this shizzle: Just fill up the specially designed bottle And drop a short prayer to the Carbony Father Then … Continue reading →