From my porch with the light on, I watch the Dasher get out of the car filled with six other people. The Dasher looks all around. At first, I thought this was to detect passing cars but concluded it was because they hadn’t ever gotten out of the car to deliver to the door before. “This is the air,” I whispered to myself. What a nice night it was. With my food – my pizza that I could have ordered from the restaurant’s website but chose to do it this way because I had eight more dollars than usual and…
Author: Angelo Maneage
Angelo Maneage
Angelo Maneage is a grocery clerk and comic that won the 2017 Alberta Turner Poetry Prize. He is a contributor for the Weekly Humorist. He lives in Northeast Ohio next to a Bryant and Stratton College.