Saturday, June 1, 2019

HAPPY HOUR by Darryl Graff


Tired of
Windmills
I turn
To olives
And
With my
Plastic sword
Slay three
The girls
Next
To me
Arch
Their backs
And smile
I leave
As I
Came
alone
inscrutable
and
smoking







I am a NYC construction worker and writer.  My non fiction stories have appeared in Akashic Books, Hipocampus Magazine, Foliate Oak,

Da Chuna and elsewhere. 


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