It’s Ramadan and late one evening I walk by a mosque and hear little girls laughing on the sidewalk,
The old poet has agreed to read his poems in Hanley Hall if a student will push his wheelchair on stage. Agreed. And students must agree not to ask
You have the back rent and come home from work and find everything in a mountain out on the lawn with the kids sitting on the curb crying
“Damn the vernal equinox! Full speed ahead!” is all that Cootie Murphy would ever say when he sat on the last stool at the end of the bar in The Stag & Doe Inn. He wouldn’t say it very ...
He doesn’t have to prove anything to me. The Holy Spirit, that is. I’ve always known He’s there, from childhood on, even if I ignored Him for many years. But like others growing older, ...
Cold Coffee they call him and only a few people know his real name, this odd fellow who raises pigs off the coast of Ireland and comes to town
On the table by the window balanced on its spine this leaflet butterfly open and still as a
A mountain man is Fillmore but there are no mountains where Fillmore lives deep in a hollow. He’s never had a job
Forty years Leroy was a doorman at a nice hotel in a big city. He was a country boy the day he got the job because he was tall and the uniform fit, the manager s…
Her corded belt python tight around a tiny waist makes her blooms bigger brighter as they unfold
When I was in grammar school I knew it was Wednesday when I looked out the window and saw across the street three trash cans at the curb
Harry and Grace had a carousel of marriage while it lasted. There were arguments galore and children by the score or so the neighbors thought
Sometimes you sit for days sucking yourself in praying the right words will fall in your ear toboggan over the whorls
These are old people retired and driving slowly from small apartments in economy cars getting out on canes
There are good souls who say poverty need not always be with us who say there’s a way to make it disappear
