Beautiful fall day in a potter’s field outside a small town. A funeral is underway but that doesn’t stop

The stench came first, the young man remembers. It was as if someone had grabbed him by the ankles, turned him upside down

We’re twins. We’ve been together from the start. You’re the doctor. You know that.

Porch light bright all night keeps thieves away but not the moths that dance till dawn

The uncommon is common in America today. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, Seinfeld

Niagara Falls her silver hair so long it bounces off the swan

Lightning bolts in childhood can scar the soul forever. They’re a satanic baptism when the minister’s your father, mother, brother, sister,

What if your parents had never met had never married had never yelled at each other

I turn the porch light on at 4 a.m… to see if a miracle’s occurred and the paper’s landed somewhere in the snow blanketing our lawn. Instead I see a clump on the mat

The widow hires four men to rip out her lovely garden. She’s too old to weed it. All the roses will go to the young bride across

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

Monsanto still has problems after the carnage caused by Agent Orange. People continue to decay. Monsanto’s Roundup

It’s war plain and simple when I fill the feeder out in the sycamore with millet and niger

In my all-boys school sixty years ago there were two boys who were different. All four years they walked to classes together, books