The call comes in to the police station. It’s a small town and the voice at the library says “He’s at it again.”

A woman was seated next to me as we waited for the debate to sta… The candidates were late taking th… She said she shouldn’t have come because she couldn’t vote for eith…

She walks the rack of bright frock… as her husband, an Angus aging, paws at the carpet behind her. She wants the right dress to make verdant again the hills

This morning I woke up early feelin’ good, feelin’ the way I felt 50 years ago, no aches, no pains, can’t wait to shower, hop on the El, go back to work,

Fred’s not a hunter but Animus is a beast he’d hunt down and kill and mount on his wall if he had a clear shot

In a very crowded bar Fred decides he must tell this fellow something important so he whispers

Dad, happy to see you’re taking a nap. I’m down at the pier so give me a shout when you wake up

When I was eight I jumped off a roof as if I had a parachute and broke a leg. He was there when I landed,

I turn on the news to see who won the game last night but first the scores from hot spots in the city. Two people are killed

If I owned a magazine I’d publish folks who agree with me as long as they remained abstract,

Rhoda, I can’t say why Amanda was picked and not Tiffany for anchor of our Nightly News. I interviewed both because Mr. Smith wanted

A student asks the old poet why he has spent so many years writing. The old poet says no one’s asked him that before. He needs a minute to answer.

“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

He remembers loving her lost in an orchard peaches, pears, apricots falling on his head every day