Midnight in San Francisco. Yoshiko is 93 and she can’t sleep so she sits in her recliner and nibbles on a rice cake,

Inseparable they are, landing one after another on the ground under the bird feeder two mourning doves

More than 30 years ago the Supreme Court in the United States ruled that if individuals are mentally ill but not criminally insane they cannot be confined to asylums. They must be allow...

A group of older men gather once a week to talk about life after a heart attack. Old Len chews tobacco still and tells jokes in a voice so low

She was about the doing not about applause canning tomatoes in summer baking pies in fall quilting winter away

Holiday Parties Millie comes home bawling from another holiday party and Willie asks what’s the problem. Millie says her friends are cheese…

I turn the porch light on because it’s dark when I go out to find the morning paper. It’s still dark when I start back but when I’m on the porch I reach

I told my wife the other night when she came back to bed my feet were cold so now’s the time for me to tell her not to bury me or burn me

Does he remember? Jenny, how could he forget? Thirty years ago you roared into his office and raged about your cousin’s

I learned a murmuration is a flock of starlings whirling and turning in the sky, changing directions in a second, flying back again, blackening

After the doctor tells Ahmad his test results, Ahmad says he needs a new place to live. His tent’s in ruins, Ahmad says. His body will soon shake a final t…

Do I write in the third person or only in the first? Do my ideas reign supreme or do other ideas work as well? Do I know I’m always right

Sixty years ago, the two of us rode tricycles up a little hill behind our school. Nothing stopped us till

Every day the same people at the same table at the rear of the cafeteria. The maiden, 35 at least, is gray at the temples,

Fred’s a reasonable man something he takes pride in. Just the other night before he threw a dish against the wall while