Black lives matter in different ways to different people in the American rainbow especially bus companies

Although we’ll never again be body to body or mind to mind, you and the place and the years are alive every night in the lette… I’ve stored in my room.

You think you got problems? You probably do but would you trade with Phillip, a Vietnam vet who still thinks Agent Orange lurks in

It’s not the same as seeing the po… in Bangladesh on PBS and hearing Gwen or Judy tell us about them b… the poor in Bangladesh scream in s… brown and gaunt and hollow-eyed.

She was just an old lady who lived next door. I’d wave and smile and give a nice hello but nothing more.

Only the blind man with his leader dog and tapping cane stops when the homeless man standing near the curb

I’m on my way to Larry’s Place, a food pantry in the city. I park a block away because parking in front of Larry’s isn’t wise even if one drives

When you have an hour to live what matters then is Christ in a pyx in the vest pocket

Jim Clowes had a red '53 Ford that looked terrible. The paint on the car was almost all gone, although there were still patches of paint mixed with patches of rust. The clunker was an u...

They’re the oldest couple my wife and I know and we’re no pups either. Peter out for a walk leans on his cane often

Let me be a star and shine in places darkness dwells or let me be a bell and ring in places

Like that broad in an apricot bra hanging over the sill of her tenement window, the sun is over me now, its nectar laughing and falling.

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

It’s a simple procedure I’ve done for years many times a day. You’ll go home this afternoon, take it easy over the weekend,