Mae mailed Christmas cards today, fewer again this year because death has made her address book a skeleton. She has a son in Russia
Praise for Him coming from us is like the bark of a terrier at the foot of his master
Dylann Roof defended himself in the sentencing phase of his tri… after he was convicted of killing nine people during a Bible study, the nine people who welcomed him
In two more hours I’ll have to sh… shave and coffee-prop my lids and otherwise prepare for day. It’… and now the barkeep, Griggs, is rushing me, the first
It’s a very busy drug store with seats along the wall where folks who wait for refills sit and sometimes chat but as I discover you can
In 1961, Newton Minow said television is a vast wasteland. I was reading four papers a day th… and seldom watched television, had no opinion on what he said.
We hung suet out on the deck today hoping the wrens would come and stay the winter,
The cur dog tethered to a stake across the road runs back and forth barking all day
Beneath the bowling-alley bar marquee the rain tonight hammers off the concrete.
I should have said yes, meet you anywhere you want for lunch, even that greasy spoon with the lousy chili and corn dogs… Every five years or so we meet
Since kindergarten Darius and Cla… have ridden the same bus to school from the city to way out in the su… They’re the only black kids in 8th… Their schoolmates have welcomed th…
After World War II before television, before women had tattoos before men wore earrings, I was a child in a world
Where will the lovely lady go on her diurnal walk? One child in 30 years she bore, now they do not talk. Supple, firm, her lithe legs are,
They were refugees, too, back in the Forties, settled in Chicago, learned English, some a lot, some a little,
On the road all week finally it’s Friday and he’s almost home so he calls his wife and says it will be