Praise for Him coming from us is like the bark of a terrier at the foot of his master

Being out of work during the holidays is twice as bad and twice that’s happened now to Wally Ballew

The two weeks I spent in that small town on assignment, I saw no blacks except for two older women regal in every way,

Fancy spam emails I don’t mind nor the ones cobbled in broken English from someone who says he’s with a bank overseas

There’s a football field between u… I’m in one of the end zones bellow… and you’re in the other one bawlin… the cliffs of your cheekbones streaked with mascara.

As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock

An imam should say eternity lasts too long to sit by the fire Donal Mahoney

There are pockets of them everywhere, quiet and discreet. Usually they meet once a week

The weather report the night before said a foot of snow maybe more, heavy and wet.

The hands on the atomic clock upstairs finally stopped spinning. As you know, my dear, the hands have been spinning for two weeks. This morning the clock stopped

The beauty of gray I never noticed until the other day I saw this mockingbird, a quiet beauty in gray,

When you were a boy in 1948 living on a block of bungalows in Chicago right after WWII you had a red wagon you pulled behind your mother

In 1962 my father toiled in Quinc… two weeks, no more, and saw no blacks except for two young ladies who moved like swans