Jim Clowes had a red '53 Ford that looked terrible. The paint on the car was almost all gone, although there were still patches of paint mixed with patches of rust. The clunker was an u...
Jesse was a common man he never made a lot of money he had a troubled marriage. His wife left him for another man he never saw his kids again.
Homer’s a chair arranger who works in meeting rooms on 30 floors in a building tall as Trump Tower. At least it looks that tall to him
The teacher tells the third grade the order of the seasons cannot be changed. Summer, fall, winter, spring arrive in order, then start over.
Old barber shop in a neighborhood never posh now poor. A single chair with an ancient barber
Solid middle class he is always has been always will be until tomorrow on the highway
Old Tim writes poetry now in his heaven of retirement. He’s had nice jobs over the years but swears retirement is better.
It’s a small backyard I’ve watched for years from an upstairs window while chained to a computer. Whatever the weather
Better take his wife to lunch after what he said yesterday. A slip of the tongue. But where to take her? The Chinese buffet?
Lightning bolts in childhood can scar the soul forever. They’re a satanic baptism when the minister’s your father, mother, brother, sister,
Never speak ill of the dead, his father always said, and his father was a pastor who preached from the pulpit. That’s why whenever
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
It was stupid of Walt not to show it to Joan before they got married but he was too shy. He had no idea
They’re in the kitchen, drinking coffee, the kids, in their fifties now, figuring out what to do about Dad who’s
He often got bored with her hobby… but this weekend he looks forward… hours of cooking shows on televisi… while he talks with her about her… He finally accepts that she is dyi…