Ari Gold

Joined August 2017

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Bio

Filmmaker, writer, drummer. Guinness World Record holder for air-drumming.

Poems published in Tablet Magazine: arigoldfilms.com/poems

Watch my movies on Amazon or at AriGoldFilms.com.

Follow on IG, Twitter: @AriGold

Drum podcast: HotSticks.fm

Achievements (1)

Runner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge

Stories (22/0)

A Kiss
I first saw you in the old city cemetery. You were mourning an Italian pilot whose name you loved, --Giovanni Valli!-- and whose crumbling headstone
By Ari Goldabout a year ago in Poets
Runner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge
SurrenderRunner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge
Randy was perched on the lip of the conveyor belt at El Paso central, trying to decide if the suitcase riding from the receiving room was worth swiping, when an old lady sitting on a latticed-aluminum bench nearby hollered, “Then shoot me.”
By Ari Goldabout a year ago in Fiction
Bedroom Candle, Venice Beach
What light do we allow to shine? Only that bright sun who'll consume us when she croaks? Our own private fireball, one of trillions,
By Ari Gold2 years ago in Poets
Sonnet for My Father
“Fickle dancer of mine pumped up my thighs with helium,” I say. Helium, strange word to use for love, but it can disguise
By Ari Gold2 years ago in Poets
Telephone
We are the shadow of the hands The bound slaves of ten thousand years. Inside the bricks is the dust of crickets, locusts, worms, and lions
By Ari Gold2 years ago in Poets
Pleasurevision
Four columns and a swing rope the rainbowed girl through aquamarine leaves leaving golden ash streams in the wake of morning stars.
By Ari Gold2 years ago in Poets
Blue Spine
The blue shirt with a stiff plastic back lands under the front row, which is still wet from the chlorine splashes of dolphins.
By Ari Gold2 years ago in Poets
Orange Dawn
ORANGE DAWN All the birds wait this morning, heads under wings, hoping the sky is only a dream. It has become a flower the size of the cosmos,
By Ari Gold2 years ago in Poets
Still Life with Orchid
STILL LIFE WITH ORCHID It is the foggy Baltic port, the seagulls laughing on the wooden houses. It is waiting four times for you to get off work at the bakery
By Ari Gold2 years ago in Poets
My Summer Vacation at the Yugoslav Cheapo Film Festival
"The problem with Serbia," my friend Danilo told me, smiling over his beer, "is that here you know everything, but you can do nothing." I couldn't argue with him — six weeks before the fall of Milosevic, Danilo had only this to go on: he made short films, he read Noam Chomsky, he knew the names of obscure American comic-book writers, and last year his grade-school crush had her head blown off by a NATO bomb.
By Ari Gold6 years ago in Wander

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Stories (22/0)

A Kiss

SurrenderRunner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge

Bedroom Candle, Venice Beach

Sonnet for My Father

Telephone

Pleasurevision

Blue Spine

Orange Dawn

Still Life with Orchid

My Summer Vacation at the Yugoslav Cheapo Film Festival

Achievements (1)