On weekday mornings on a quiet corner three moms with small sons and daughters wait for a school bus
When you’re a pharmacist you don’t ask customers how they’re doing. You know from the meds they pick up
I don’t know if I’ll vote for president this year, something I’ve always done since 1960 when I turned old
I’m on my way to Larry’s Place, a food pantry in the city. I park a block away because parking in front of Larry’s isn’t wise even if one drives
They had things in common, Paul and June, at an age when most boys and girls don’t and maybe that’s why they were the only couple in sixth grade dating, if you can call it that. This wa...
Bella takes two big pills every morning followed by one each of another three.
He doesn’t understand distressed j… Designer jeans with rents and tear… look like the rags he grew up in wearing other people’s discards. His mother got his jeans from a ch…
Before dawn Bill stoops under crimson leaves of the low-hanging Japanese Maple
In a storefront laundry on North Clark Street brown draperies release this quiet man who has my shirts.
November’s lovely in the rain, she… from her rocker near the window to no one in particular although the butler’s waiting for her groce… having walked her Pekingese.
Zenobia Jackson told Officer Murphy that her husband, Rufus, was 73 years old and “a wonderful man when he was awake” but for the past year he had been jerking “something terrible” duri...
When I was in grammar school I knew it was Wednesday when I looked out the window and saw across the street three trash cans at the curb
How many times have I said I’m through teasing myself, through pretending I don’t enjoy the wreath of a woman
We see stories on the internet that are simply fake news, many of them malicious as well. It’s hard to tell the difference but a single sentence found
My mother always said my father was a little odd and she lived wit… all those years and should have kn… When we were small my sister and… knew he was different. No other fa…