Attuned to radio, friends, hawks in the park, the vast city's cultural richness, morning moments scribbling in notebook, the wired intensity of dreams, an intimacy averted, the array of the day's offerings and the snapshot focus retained in type.

What happens when the hunter becomes the hunted?Before that night, there wasn’t much in my life I could complain about. I hunt rogue demons for a living, which is the coolest thing ever, and my brothers are the best. Sure, there was that thing with our parents betraying humanity, and okay, I wasn’t thrilled when my brother-bestie hooked up with a demon, but everything else was amazing.Except that Dylan, the person I love more than anything, wanted to keep our relat...

This new volume gathers reviews and essays on visual artists and writers published by Greg Masters in various magazines, journals and websites over the past decade. Essays on and reviews of shows by Dutch photographer Gerard Petrus Fieret, and painters Louise Hamlin and Matthew Wong. There are dozens of reviews of books issued by both mainstream publishers and independent small presses.

A Million Revolutions – A Fearless Poetry Collection by Greg Masters In his eleventh book from his imprint Crony Books, Greg Masters delivers a fearless and deeply resonant exploration of the world around us, and within us. These poems are sharp, unflinching, and tender, moving effortlessly between the political and the personal, the universal and the intimate. With a voice that is both bold and vulnerable, Masters calls out miscreants in seats of power, exposing corruption and hubris with...

At Maureen's, a new book from Bernadette Mayer and Greg Masters New York, Feb. 2013 – Crony Books is pleased to announce the publication of a new book, At Maureen's, by Bernadette Mayer and Greg Masters. At Maureen's is a double journal offering a Rashomon-like take on a month spent housesitting in Connecticut. Two poets from the bohemian enclaves of the East Village of Manhattan do what they can to acclimate to their new rural surroundings: a horse, raspberries, visitors, diapers, books, ...

No matter the demon, the hunter's role is clear…A thousand years ago, my great-something uncle founded the Collective, a secret organization dedicated to protecting humanity from demons. The hunter tradition has been passed down over the generations, from parent to child, secure in the knowledge that the Collective is a community of safety and knowledge.But betrayal sucks, and six years ago, it turned my world—and the Collective—upside down. After generations of de...

A collection of so-called short stories recounting 40 years in the author's existence in the East Village of Manhattan – from hormone-fueled escapades and bewilderment to a perhaps slightly more mature assessment of peculiarities. The stories celebrate girlfriends in the witness protection program, sneaking into movie theaters, what should have been said to Jimmy Fallon and one in the voice of I.B. Singer. The book has received three five-star reviews from online review site Readers' Favor...

BlaiseThere are a few things I know for sure: I’m gay, I want to do costume design for film and television, and a supportive family is what other people have. Oh… and fate’s not my biggest fan. That’s fine, though—who needs fate? I’ve got friends I love, a welcoming community, and a plan. Graduate college? Check. Build up my portfolio? Whenever I can. Impress industry pros? Done. Save the money for my dream internship? Working on it. All I’ve gotta do is stick with the pla...

In this new book of poems, his ninth from Crony Books, Masters cuts through the lies perpetrated as the American Dream pitched to us like soap detergent over the past 50 years. The title poem is an attempt at a sort of "Howl 2". Written in a wayward trochaic octameter (eight beats a line) it is a grand kvetch to pierce veneer, call out government miscreants and establish truths attesting to perspectives chronically pushed to the margins and excluded from corporate boardrooms and TV fantasi...

Poems from the East Village of Manhattan, a scene of artistic and social vibrancy amid the nation's detritus.

Three Journals chronicles reflections from one mind in three disparate locations at three different times: Europe and Morocco, 1974-75; the East Village of Manhattan, 1977-1978; and Mexico, 1985. “I wasn’t sure whether to publish these journals,” says Greg Masters. “But, I read some excerpts at a gathering recently and friends there said yes.”

A collection of new poems, some of which settle with past bewilderment, some retaliate against immoral acts, while others try to match the lift of music and find delight in hill towns. Freud is imagined as a shrink of the old west and there's a formula for settling a check for a table with imbibers and non-imbibers.