Chicago’s party of the summer is the Pride parade up north It’s boozier than St. Patrick’s… Less explosive than the 4th Lots of people dance and play
“Obrigado” is All the Portuguese I know But it is enough. I might never come back here But I’ll sure jump at the chance.
Coffee and a crossword now The farmers market later College football on TV after that How could Sunday ever top that?
We love the songs you wrought for… And all of the music you shared. The good vibes that they brought t… When a beach and your stories were… In a world that can sometimes be w…
Your poetry book from 1946 was recently acquired by me at a book fair in Chicago. It appears to have been lightly us… during its first go-round
He rages, seethes, intimidates to keep the world on edge. His social feed, it dominates and serves to drive a wedge. He makes his opponents cower,
One two three four five six seven Everybody goes to heaven That’s not true but still I said… Live your life and don’t regret it…
Trump styled himself as “the fucki… Meaning he could do anything he wa… To remain in power, whatever the c… He dispatched an armed mob to our… To overturn a fair election and se…
Making myself write As I’m doing this moment Isn’t a bad thing
When I was there ten weeks ago Portugal seemed most charming. But today the fires raging there Are utterly alarming. Then I witnessed only blue
The snow’s on its way And Christmas is, too So now is the very best time To wish “Merry Christmas” to you. May your holidays be happy
O crying child Up in the sky Above the ocean blue! You’ll grow someday And maybe hear
We met her today and her daughter, as well But Trump and his people have made their lives hell. They embraced our democracy
No more smarmy voice No more befuddled face No more Tucker Carlson Fox is in a better place
American governance is only as str… As our ability to defend it. And if (or when) it goes away We won’t ever get it back.
