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

It’s never what she says always how she says it and how she stands when she says it and what she says

When will you understand it’s all about me. The world we live in whirls around my axis. Once you understand

Sleet on the turnpike in the middle of the night but I keep driving, both hands on the wheel, nowhere to pull off,

Jack Bogan died last week, the la… of the Whippets, a garage band big in a small way back in the Sixties… The Whippets had a following in Chicago and its suburbs.

Thirty years I’ve lived in Missou… with its major threat for an earth… So far no problems but experts say the big one could arrive any day. California’s lovely but with its q…

He likes people if they are useful. Women are useful. Employees are useful. Voters are useful.

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

It was the first time that senators had been asked to go home and address parent-teacher meetings at all the middle schools in their states. Each had been given a sheet of talking point...

Some women use perfume and that’s fine. Some don’t and that’s fine too. Over the years

For years leprechauns lived under Pop’s fedora. They danced jigs on his head when he wore it and hid in his ears

They never held hands when they were a couple young and newly married as much in love as they were planning a wonderful life.

“Screw the Vernal Equinox” is all Cootie Kelly ever says sitting triumphant with his foaming glass of Guinness on the last stool at Maggie’s

On the table by the window balanced on its spine this leaflet butterfly open and still as a