A writer's portfolio and creative space to play.
Grandpa Al radioed coordinates during the Korean War.
He was quiet, loved his Yankees, and sipped O’Doul’s in the summertime.
He had a fake leg and owned a ukulele, too –
A sweet, beautiful instrument boxed up in his basement.
I can see him now.
He’s smiling. Sipping. Strumming and plucking.
I live and teach in the Hudson Valley region of New York. I have an amazing wife, a beautiful daughter, and a son on the way. My fiction has appeared or is forthcoming in Emerge Literary Journal, Fifty-Word Stories, Flash Fiction Magazine, Free Flash Fiction, Spelk, and elsewhere. View more posts
