An hour before dawn the paper is out on the lawn white in the moonlight a trumpet dozing after a long night in a jazz bar
He’s a citizen who has a problem with people walking toward him walking behind him walking next to him
Fuzzy wasn’t my cat although I fed him every morning at four o’clock for 10 years. He was my wife’s cat, loved to sit on her lap, be petted, jump down and rub his head against her feet....
A drunk on the subway tells another drunk something a bartender told him. He says if the rich guy wins, it will be the first time
It was stupid of Walt not to show it to Joan before they got married but he was too shy. He had no idea
They’re widows, old and gray, bent over a quilting frame, sewing to meet a deadline for the next raffle
White privilege it’s called and re… I learned its name although I’ve… white as a sheet for decades. Like breathing and eating I take white privilege for granted.
You would think you would love a man who died for you and for everyone else, even those who will never know that he did.
From my stool in the diner I watc… the old woman with elm tree arms command the big booth in back and roar for a menu, take a half hour to read it
If the goal of business is to make a profit and it is—and if the goal of government is to take care of people
Some things can’t be fixed any other way says Bill in his bedroom on the third floor hoping to get some sleep
I turn the porch light on at 4 a.m… to see if a miracle’s occurred and the paper’s landed somewhere in the snow blanketing our lawn. Instead I see a clump on the mat
In the fourth grade too many moons ago a reassuring teacher looked over my shoulder and said not to worry about
He lives in the attic of the brownstone down on the corner, been there for years. He’s seen twice a day
Mae mailed Christmas cards today, fewer again this year because death has made her address book a skeleton. She has a son in Russia
