There’s always something. Like the growth you found under your arm showering this morning but you decided to go

Born at the foot of the mountain what will you do? You have time to decide but some die young.

Sometimes she sits there and listens to him. Sometimes he sits there and listens to her. Sometimes they know

As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock

Carnage rolls across the sand amid the silence of imams Women raped,

You had to have a Schwinn to lead this pack of boys riding bikes full speed baking under the Chicago sun laughing after senior year

Sleet on the turnpike in the middle of the night but I keep driving, both hands on the wheel, nowhere to pull off,

Tornadoes in the parlor, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, t… churned every hour Dad was home. He never worked and with good reason.

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

An odd bobcat my father was looked more like a Siamese asleep in his recliner

The tale’s a parable and it scares Bill more than any creepy clown hiding behind a tree

Alvin didn’t want to be anybody else. He didn’t want to be himself either. Money wasn’t a problem.

Granny watches nature in the city from her window after the nurse takes her tray away. She likes to watch the bird feeder grandson Ahmad hung for cardinals,

Melanie is from a small town and finds a job in a big city and meets Bill, the man she wants… marry so she calls Alice, her sist… older and married, for advice.