Some never hear of him and likely never will— pygmies in Africa, aborigines in Tasmania, the indigenous in South America.

You have to have regulations in any industry, the hog farmer told the slaughter house CEO visiting his farm that day. Otherwise raising hogs

She’s not young, his wife. They’ve been together 40 years but when she gardens in her shorts and he’s lying in his hammock she’… a lovely sight to see so when she

Where did it go? I really don’t know. I lost it weeks ago in the middle of the night. Too tired to get up.

If I knew I’d live forever I’d never send a poem out. No poem ever comes with ten fingers and ten toes so I’d keep revising, add

After World War II before television, before women had tattoos before men wore earrings, I was a child in a world

After the poetry reading the lights go on and a lady under a big hat rises behind dark sunglasses and asks the poet why

Mae mailed Christmas cards today, fewer again this year because death has made her address book a skeleton. She has a son in Russia

If they irritate you and so many do you don’t seek them out until you need them and when you’re through

It started with a smirk she managed to arrest. It returned seconds later in a sneer she pulled back but then it appeared again

In the fourth grade too many moons ago a reassuring teacher looked over my shoulder and said not to worry about

Two doves on a telephone wire wait tor the blue jays to finish e… bread put out for the birds. When the jays arrived, sparrows fled into the trees