Fred brought his old comic books and some hard candy to a food pant… and didn’t think much about it. Just a different kind of donation. Maybe somebody would want them.
She could sing, dance, and act but picking a man was a problem. She didn’t complain or explain just worked hard for the money, an Unsinkable Molly Brown.
My wife’s amazed when I station myself at the computer writing this or that despite a hound dog
Summer evenings after the news at 6 p.m. the Widow Murphy comes out of her tiny bungalow and sits on her front porch swing
Dive under any skirt that floats your way, Amish or otherwise, metaphorically speaking.
A gathering of elders from the local rest home is out for a walk after dusk on canes and walkers admiring roses and lilies
Ducktail haircut back in the Fifties made you a rebel without a cause with all your friends.
Three are known by name, Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael, but there are a zillion angels, pure spirits who have no wings like those we draw on Cherubim,
Three sisters single in their 40s gather 'round the fire on a night of thunder to figure out which sister
Some things can’t be fixed any other way says Bill in his bedroom on the third floor hoping to get some sleep
Liberal or conservative the questionnaire asks about migrants. Fred’s in the middle. Asked about The Wall
You take care now, Harold, and don’t slip on the ice looking for a good bookstore on the streets of Chicago. Print is dead, Harold,
When a man’s young, this work is hard but it pays well and he can feed the wife and kids.
Bug no bigger than a comma scales the wall next to my recliner. He’s climbing
Larry and Bob have the same birth… Their friends at the Gathering Pl… where they plan to celebrate the y… Larry says his children will take… for a nice dinner and it will be g…