Freddie and Fern were an old couple, a very old couple if truth be told, but on the matter of age, the truth seldom surfaced. Their kids were grown and gone and had families of their ow...
Other than death there’s no way to escape them unless you’re a hummingbird
Alvin didn’t want to be anybody else. He didn’t want to be himself either. Money wasn’t a problem.
Back in 1957 kissing Carol Ann behind the barn in the middle of a windswept field
Walking very slowly, ancient Wall… right behind his ancient Molly who… stepping down the garden path, her first time out in weeks, wobbly still on her new knee.
It’s a matter of beans, says Rosie, 79, legally blind, her fingers dancing across a Bible in braille, when a reporter asks her about
Sam’s collected knives for 50 year… and has 200, maybe more, relics from the Civil War and before. Someone gave him his first knife when he was 30 as a gift but
He remembers loving her lost in an orchard peaches, pears, apricots falling on his head every day
Years ago they came from many plac… to study writing at a university in the middle of America surrounded by lush corn fields. They worked hard, became friends,
Things are quiet here, a friend wr… in the first email of his long lif… Most mornings I drive to Gillson… sit and read beside the Lake. The waves are a symphony.
Ruth’s at an age where she’s happy to sit in the sun under a patio umbrella and watch a line of ants
The old priest who won’t retire despite his bishop’s hints rides his bike around the parish every day for exercise. He waves and smiles at everyone
In that backyard three small trash cans had their place next to each other against the house.
It’s many miles from easy to the e… For some, the end is dawn. For ot… the nightfall of imbroglio because the end depends upon your ticket and every ticket’s punched one-way…
I sit here at peace and mind my own business and hope for a butterfly. I never take one out of the air. I paint only the flight of the but…