Tuesday, August 27, 2019

DRINKING. By Darryl Graff


I dont like

the way diners

smell

like toast and

butter

or how

the stools are

to low and

the counters to

high but

I do like

dark bars

and the sound

bar stools

make

as there

pushed

and pulled

through

the dimness





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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