By Mark Aldrich crabs with sandcastle dreams inch toward me on the shore — “Sandcastle Dreams,” Meghan Jenkins, Sail Wet * * * * The six books that Meghan Jenkins has published so far offer six different aspects to her artistry and several different facets of her personality: three volumes of poems, two volumes of advice that carefully tread a line between genuine pointers to life and misanthropic humor, and a work of fiction.
By Mark Aldrich [Editor’s Note: Meghan Jenkins would like to direct your attention to some stand-up comedians, comics, and performers that she has seen and loves. This series of profiles and Q&As is her way of saying about some performers, “I don’t know how this person hasn’t blown up yet, so if we can help get them some attention with MeghaZine, let’s do that.”
One of the first stand-ups that both Meghan and I thought of for this feature is Kunal C. Arora, a NYC-based stand-up whose Salt of the Earth Tour commences today, April 1, and continues through the month. Catch him if you can:
Meghan is a writer, comedian, performer, podcaster, Instagram influencer, music composer and producer, painter, and set designer. She is also a self-starter who continues to assemble a team of writers and performers—including me—for a variety of projects through the use of every social media platform available. Continue reading “Vote for Meghan for ‘Miss Jetset’”→
I know Santa Claus, which I know sounds like a tall tale …
I do not remember the moment I learned that the many Misters and Missuses Claus that we encountered in person or saw on TV were “not real”; the fact that there was no “a-ha” moment leads me to assume that I never bought the story anyway. Maybe so, maybe not.
There is at least one photo of my sister and me in a “portrait with Santa,” and I remember the typical session: I knew, just knew, that this fellow was not Santa and I did not feel betrayed by this. I did not know why he claimed to be Santa. I knew it was a guy overheating indoors in a snowsuit for reasons related to “things grown-ups do.” It did not make much sense to me, to be a grown-up who wore a snowsuit indoors, but I did not envy adults the many things that they did, said, claimed, acted as if, and always eventually emphatically insisted made sense despite the absence of any evidence of sense. Continue reading “Me and Mr. Claus”→
By Mark Aldrich [Editor’s Note: Meghan Jenkins, Panda, AldraMark, and all of us here at MeghaZine bring you a soon-to-be Halloween classic from our editor, Mark Aldrich.]
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One Halloween night, in 1979, I was allowed to venture on foot, in costume, and not accompanied by adults. I was 10. (Hold that thought for a second, please, while I address my mom: What!?!)
The Martin Prosperity Institute released what it called its third “annual survey” of Halloween in America back in 2013. The Institute did not produce a fourth or any subsequent sequel to this seminal study of all things creepy, ghostly, and scary, and in 2019, the MPI itself closed up shop altogether. My hometown broke it, I believe, which I will explain.
The Institute’s 2013 in-depth look at the field of Halloween enjoyment, a study not seriously undertaken by most people older than eight, led to many national news articles that expressed shock at its conclusion, which was this: the best place for Halloween in the United States of America is Poughkeepsie, New York.