Drinking with Frankie

Part One: Bus Waiting in the queue at the bus station. Headphones in. Flickingthrough some songs. Everyday People. That’ll do nicely. Sly and the Family Stone. A classic. You’re shaking your head. It is. No. I know it is. The queue’s full of people heading up to the city for a night out. The smellContinue reading “Drinking with Frankie”

Sunset

Take a walk,The sun going down,Shadows stretching across the ground,Still a little heat in the sun,A few folks looking lobster,Peeling and undone.Pizza delivery car crawling up the street,Looking for the right house,Hurry man, folk impatient to eat.Couples going into town,Dressed up for a date,He says,”Getting a hustle on, can’t be late.”She says,”You try walking inContinue reading “Sunset”