Used to be after a snow our doorbell would ring and we’d find boys with shovels in hand looking to make some money.

Around his navel this morning a halo, a red stipple Hopkins would love: “Glory be to God for dappled thin… It’s a gift from this woman

Some day soon Wall Street giants will walk on their hands never sit or sleep. They will eat

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

She has wanted to be Miss America since third grade when she won the… in Snow White and the Seven Dwar… Now a finalist, she has told the j… she wants to lecture at colleges o…

A drunk on the subway tells another drunk something a bartender told him. He says if the rich guy wins, it will be the first time

I don’t see her often since she died but when I do it’s eerie over there at dawn or dusk.

You were gone when I got home at midnight from a double shift. Now you’re back,

Can you hear me in the bunker, Le… Sorry to hear ISIS has you in a… But I’m delighted to know you’re… camouflaged in your bunker with an… Now you’re telling me ISIS is th…

There never was anyone like Ali between the ropes or facing the public. In the ring and out

Inferno of a summer day Mother’s dozing Tommy, tiny, three, paring knife in hand tiptoes out, flops

A poor man comes to the door after the storm last winter and asks if he can have something to eat if he shovels the walk. You say forget about the snow.

Red, yellow, brown work well together in a portrait of society. Add black, no problem. But if we remove the red,