Like the poor the sparrows we will always have with us, my neighbor lady tells me as she feeds the birds

He doesn’t understand distressed j… Designer jeans with rents and tear… look like the rags he grew up in wearing other people’s discards. His mother got his jeans from a ch…

Every evening, up in my rooom, I try to finish a poem but Chicago is hot and it’s better outside,

It’s a very busy drug store with seats along the wall where folks who wait for refills sit and sometimes chat but as I discover you can

Sometimes it helps to learn a relative has died a close relative you haven’t seen in years and didn’t plan to see again because

You think it’s easy, embalming bodies in these nightmares I have every night, bodies a vulture

We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when the two o...

Some say none. Others say one. Some say three in one and then say one of the three

I can’t speak for the women attending this conference on Homeland Security. They’re scholars, too, brought here for their expertise.

There’s a force that makes a boulder hard to push up a hill. And there’s always a boulder and always a hill when it comes to helping the poor find something

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

My wife likes to garden. She’s crazy about roses, lilies and daisies. She says I should get out in the garden and weed.