Middle of the night someone’s in the house. Can’t be the wife asleep next to you. She’ll be mad

Someone you respect does something that sticks in your craw like a fish bone dining in a crab shack. You try to cough it up

One by one young nurses crisp in their white caps bring the old folks out crumpled in their wheelchairs from this towering building

Monsanto still has problems after the carnage caused by Agent Orange. People continue to decay. Monsanto’s Roundup

Pastor Homer is a jealous man and Opal gives him fits through 40 years of marriage dancing, laughing kissing other men

Maury’s wife frets about growing old withering up and sagging so it’s up to Maury

Harley turned 70 the other day and died riding his motorcycle through a pink dawn,

You think it’s easy, embalming bodies in these nightmares I have every night, bodies a vulture

One has to be careful campaigning door-to-door. One doesn’t know who’s behind any door. Could be someone

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

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

She speaks the truth as she always has in 40 years of marriage especially when she’s lost in making dinner

Beneath the bowling-alley bar marquee the rain tonight hammers off the concrete.

They moved in on Sunday, a bright and sunny day, the first black family on the bloc… They drove up in two U-Hauls and slowly carried furniture

Decades ago a small college out in the boondocks put Ambrose, a freshman, on a Greyhound Bus to attend a student convention in New York.