Three are known by name, Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael, but there are a zillion angels, pure spirits who have no wings like those we draw on Cherubim,

Bill’s a conservative upset that Meals on Wheels and Medicaid face possible cuts in America’s budget. He yells to colleagues

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.

Melanie cried for hours the day a drunk driver ran over her dog a week after she had an abortion. She loved that dog so much she told her mother she knew

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

We do our best to avoid the Zika Virus. We smack mosquitoes and avoid tanned folks just back from two weeks in the tropics.

Grandma Gretchen’s in her rocker and she has something to say. She tells a visitor, a young man from the city, if he plans to write a book about life on a farm in the Fifties, he likely...

In a storefront laundry on North Clark Street brown draperies release this quiet man who has my shirts.

After the poetry reading the lights go on and a lady under a big hat rises behind dark sunglasses and asks the poet why

It’s outpatient surgery and she’s running late trying to catch a spider in the kitchen sink. Wants to carry it outside

He publishes poems by writers who find no publishers elsewhere. They suffer rejection and he gives them hope.

Do I write in the third person or only in the first? Do my ideas reign supreme or do other ideas work as well? Do I know I’m always right

Wally and Stan neighbors on the same block for 30 years never had a problem until Wally asked Stan over

You have to have regulations in any industry, the hog farmer told the slaughter house CEO visiting his farm that day. Otherwise raising hogs