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.

Christmas lights ring the house and carols play. Todd decorates his grand Victorian

I learned a murmuration is a flock of starlings whirling and turning in the sky, changing directions in a second, flying back again, blackening

In the summer of 1956, any Saturday at midnight when the moon was full and the stars were bright, you would see Grandma Groth

Someday you’ll be in bed dying like I am now and people you love and some you don’t will come by to say good-bye. They don’t know what to say because we’re all amat…

They’ll be coming for us, the old lady told the young man next to her, the two of them sitting on stones under the bridge surrounded by trolls

On their honeymoon he asked her not to sit down. Might bruise the peaches. Donal Mahoney

An article in the paper reports something one doesn’t see happen in America very often. Eighty billionaires, millionaires and others close to that level

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.

You think it’s easy, embalming bodies in these nightmares I have every night, bodies a vulture

The story goes Pa met Ma in the city when he drove a truckload of pigs to market. She was the young waitress who served him cup after cup of coffee and gave him three eggs instead of ju...

I came back to You late and still don’t understand why the Father asked You to die for me and everyone else. I learned the Ten Commandments

Sarah makes sandwiches all day, piling meat and trimmings high on pillowy bread she spreads apart before her customers’ eyes. Hardworking men love her sandwiche…

Some never hear of him and likely never will— pygmies in Africa, aborigines in Tasmania, the indigenous in South America.