The Nazis call her Hilda, this ancient woman who makes a simple living in a bathroom in Berlin giving high colonics

Third day on her honeymoon Sharon asks Butch what it’s like for a man before he gets married. A bricklayer by trade, and a man of few words,

It’s Ramadan and late one evening I walk by a mosque and hear little girls laughing on the sidewalk,

When ancient Elmer was young and dashing and on the prowl, he would wait for a phone call about love or anger from someone important to him at the time. Over the years more than a few w...

My mother always said my father was a little odd and she lived wit… all those years and should have kn… When we were small my sister and… knew he was different. No other fa…

Tommy is the only man for miles around who can knot a ti… Old farmers come to town on Satur… and wave from pickups with respect when they see Tommy on the street

Some folks have a problem with aut… legitimate and otherwise, and I ha… a lifetime festering in that group… An event in youth convinced me tha… big people are no different than l…

When you have an hour to live what matters then is Christ in a pyx in the vest pocket

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

Faye gives Fred next door her sister’s number to call in case Faye dies. Faye’s 94 and feels okay. Her sister’s 90 and Fred’s

That my parents were Irish immigrants is probably the most significant factor in my writing life. The English expelled my father from Ireland around 1920 at age 18 or so for running gun...

In 1920 he came on a boat from Ireland and found his way through Ellis Island. He found a room in a boarding house

Inferno of a summer day Mother’s dozing Tommy, tiny, three, paring knife in hand tiptoes out, flops

It was an ancient city. All the young people left as soon as they could but the old remained in their mortgaged huts