Early evening traffic’s rather heavy. Autos armadillo home along the Outer Drive as out of mouths of buildings
Grandpa has a grandson he hopes will win a scholarship to meet the high cost of college. He tells his grandson to learn how to play the tuba and apply
There are good souls who say poverty need not always be with us who say there’s a way to make it disappear
Covey of nuns without benefit of wimple graciously attired sport coat, turtleneck, skirt scurry through the airport
So this Mick on the next stool, who’s as serious as Yeats but looks like Wilde, stares at me, with eyes crossed,
It’s Monday not Sunday and the frail lady in black is the only person in the pews. She walked in with
It’s midnight in New York and in this tall building Herb and Molly are in bed making love. Molly is a virgin
You can learn a lot, both true and false, in a dingy all-night diner where old men gather at a table in back
Inferno of a summer day Mother’s dozing Tommy, tiny, three, paring knife in hand tiptoes out, flops
I have an old friend who was told some time ago he had six months to live. We live far apart now and he told me about this in an email shortly after the doctor told him. The six months ...
The bog above Bob Gordon’s bog is where they found the body of an older man floating like a canoe among the lily pads. He was covered with crustaceans.
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
If I knew I’d live forever I’d never send a poem out. No poem ever comes with ten fingers and ten toes so I’d keep revising, add
From my stool in the diner I watc… the old woman with elm tree arms command the big booth in back and roar for a menu, take a half hour to read it
The late Justice Scalia, a strict conservative on the Supreme Court, would have voted in favor of prayer