It started with a smirk she managed to arrest. It returned seconds later in a sneer she pulled back but then it appeared again

I no longer put things back where they belong. I can’t remember where they came from never mind where

After Saturday tennis I came home took a nap and woke up dizzy had trouble walking. My balance was off so I went to bed and slept 20 hours

Spread 'Em for Anyone Edna had always had trouble with men. It started in high school when Ed… big for her age, hosted the soccer… one by one, provided they won.

You find old poems in the attic in a box with the Remington Rand you wrote them on in the Sixties before computers were born. They were published then in little

Black lives matter in different ways to different people in the American rainbow especially bus companies

He often got bored with her hobby… but this weekend he looks forward… hours of cooking shows on televisi… while he talks with her about her… He finally accepts that she is dyi…

Walking in the forest as morning comes I hear piccolos of wrens and robins offer hymns to God

Bill’s been seeing a therapist for years trying to get his life on track but all he talks about is his many regrets in a life

A student asks the old poet why he has spent so many years writing. The old poet says no one’s asked him that before. He needs a minute to answer.

When he was just a boy, they took him to the dump to scavenge, bits of metal, any food that might be eaten. When he became a man,

The old man crossing the street has a bad limp we try to ignore. No one wants to look

Sleet on the turnpike in the middle of the night but I keep driving, both hands on the wheel, nowhere to pull off,