Each morning I step from the train and march with the others leaving the station. The weatherman’s warned of rain

A gathering of elders from the local rest home is out for a walk after dusk on canes and walkers admiring roses and lilies

What we are not who we are matters to the world. Who we are not what we are

If you write with a quill, ballpoint pen or typewriter, you’re a lucky soul. But if you use a computer and write far better than

He’s a chef today but Raj Patel was once a swami in another life and a mongoose twice in other lives as well. All this occurred in Bangalore

For some nervous wrecks a pill or two might help. For others

Departures from the norm we are. Not just you and me but

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

Wally and Stan neighbors on the same block for 30 years never had a problem until Wally asked Stan over

Joe went to the mall yesterday and found a big tent pitched at the head of the drive. Someone selling fireworks. The sign said discounts

Underneath the feeder black juncos write hieroglyphics in the snow. Two cardinals arrive In a flash of red. They add

My wife’s upset because I won’t answer the phone in the middle of the night even though the phone’s on my side of the bed.