This morning Len sections his bre… with the knife he bought in Paris… on his honeymoon. He bought it fro… at a street market selling every k… beautiful creations he said he mad…
We’re equal we agree in the eyes of someone Fred says isn’t there and I say is and we agree
It’s not Clyde who sleeps in a different doorway every night to avoid the cops and it’s not Wayne who sleeps in the
Julie owns a cat that roams. Recently he’s been stopping at Jack and Brenda’s house where Brenda’s mourning her cat’s death. Brenda cries except when Julie’s…
The scruffy old man and his white poodle on a long red leash were neighborhood icons years ago down at the corner
In a storefront laundry on North Clark Street brown draperies release this quiet man who has my shirts.
If you arrive too early at the public library and stand on the steps with Mabel till the doors open
Six months ago an old black couple moved into an old brick house on a block of old white people. A dither erupted over the fences
Departures from the norm we are. Not just you and me but
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
In that backyard three small trash cans had their place next to each other against the house.
Old Tim writes poetry now in his heaven of retirement. He’s had nice jobs over the years but swears retirement is better.
Walking very slowly, ancient Wall… right behind his ancient Molly who… stepping down the garden path, her first time out in weeks, wobbly still on her new knee.
It boils down to this. There are two kinds of people in Upper Slobovia at the moment, those who prefer hard-boiled eggs chopped in their potato salad
Melba comes home from the grocery… She was walking away from the dair… He was there with a pregnant girl… He said to Melba, “Ma’m, is this… Melba told him it was margarine.
