The streets of Broadway are an abandoned lot. And silence grips the voice of Carnegie Hall. Darkness beckons the city that never sleeps, New York, New York as a single pink balloon floats by ominous in the night.
But do not let the quietness of the streets and visible crime statistics fool you. What goes on behind closed doors is a haven for the underreported crimes of corruption and abuse.
This is Noir like that of the Great Depression is our Noir Nouveau in the time of Coronavirus. Soaring unemployment, poverty, and crime with escalating death opens misery into storytelling of a new genre of literature. The South of Black Forgiveness, begins this current and unforgettable time of struggle and triumph of a New York City crime story.
“We must continue to write,” I tell my students as I teach remotely at Rider University during Coronavirus, “We are living at a momentous time as our words become a living literature during Noir Nouveau.”
And in the silence of our darkness, the single pink helium balloon explodes into the streets as our stories.