When Molly and Tim got married they spent hours talking about everything they had to get done. And indeed they got a lot done. Now their kids have families

Mrs. O’Malley from across the alley has another small job for my father to do which makes my mother

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

Don’t recall meeting a human being at the megastore staffed by robots in the flesh

I wish he had never come out from behind the stove, that spider I stepped on at 4 a.m. He was a big one bothering no one.

In that backyard three small trash cans had their place next to each other against the house.

I have an old friend who was told some time ago he had six months to live. We live far apart now and he told me about this in an email shortly after the doctor told him. The six months ...

You would think you would love a man who died for you and for everyone else, even those who will never know that he did.

After the TV mavens had their say the gnomes crept out of their cave… spoke and returned to their caves. Thunder struck, hell broke loose and the mavens came back on TV

She speaks the truth as she always has in 40 years of marriage especially when she’s lost in making dinner

Lamentations loud amid the tears following Orlando. Another call to take guns from people

They’re starlets Hollywood has yet to discover, two nice young ladies who assemble sandwiches at the Subway Shop Monday through Friday at noon.

Many years later when I meet her… on my way out of the Russian Tea… I notice how beautiful she is dini… a man more attentive than I was ba… But I see chaos dancing in her ey…

I have a new email address. Old one may work for awhile but like life, it can stop at any time… One problem so far. This new address sends emails

I told my guest it’s just a poem doesn’t mean a thing a salad tossed with colors bright