Radio Man

Radio Man by Frank Scarangello The radio shop door was always open so us kids could hear the song . We’d hang around some Summer days beside the sound coming through the screen. Songs ’bout yellow roses in Texas or waltz dancin in Tennessee. No songs of Brooklyn roads. The radio man finagled with his […]


Gravity by Louis Jenkins It turns out that the drain pipe from the sink is attached to nothing and water just runs right onto the ground in the crawl space underneath the house and then trickles out into the stream that passes through the backyard. It turns out that the house is not really attached […]