Pizza Man by John C. Mannone

When not studyingfor exams from expensive books,he guards the oak wood flamethat tempers the brick hearthwalls, its smooth stone floor—soot scraped away. He thinks of Robert Frost, his simple poemswhile tossing the pliable dough,shapes it to fit a circular pallet,brushes with a branch of rosemarydipped in garlic-infused olive oiluntil it glistens in kitchen light. He spreads a dollop of red sauceall over, before slices of … Continue reading Pizza Man by John C. Mannone