For years Rocky’s Diner had always done a great business for breakfast and lunch but his dinner business had fallen off recently as folks moved to the suburbs, got married, died or simp...
When a young woman like that sails into the conference room, all masts billowing, there’s nothing the men around the table can do
A friend in England rings me up and we talk about this and that. He asks if my president’s in touch with all that’s going on and I say he should be in touch, going to
Little Nora and Grandpa Bill sit on swings in Grandma’s garden. A hummingbird arrives to sample the brilliant flowers at this buff… Grandpa Bill sees a teaching mome…
“One stall for all” is a new scenario for Wilbur. Thanks to his wife, he knew in the past the right thing to do but now he doesn’t know what
You think it’s easy, embalming bodies in these nightmares I have every night, bodies a vulture
Outside, the still of crickets. Inside, petals of a cold sore foliate,
The beauty of gray I never noticed until the other day I saw this mockingbird, a quiet beauty in gray,
Old Tim writes poetry now in his heaven of retirement. He’s had nice jobs over the years but swears retirement is better.
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
Where will the lovely lady go on her diurnal walk? One child in 30 years she bore, now they do not talk. Supple, firm, her lithe legs are,
There’s a force that makes a boulder hard to push up a hill. And there’s always a boulder and always a hill when it comes to helping the poor find something
Rudy in his wheelchair gets around pretty good. He has a good job and transportation via a special van. He shops at local stores and everyone is nice except at the drug store where the ...
We’ve moved my wife and I from home to the last place we’ll ever live and she wants to know why
There are good souls who say poverty need not always be with us who say there’s a way to make it disappear