You’re glad when the holidays are over and everyone’s gone home and the ribbons and wrappings are balled up in the garbage.
Both of them had been to Korea. Both of them had made it back. One found a job
Before dawn Bill stoops under crimson leaves of the low-hanging Japanese Maple
Beautiful fall day in a potter’s field outside a small town. A funeral is underway but that doesn’t stop
Harvey has a special room in the basement that’s always lock… He keeps a safe there, some antiqu… and family memorabilia he fears midnight thieves might steal.
Midnight in San Francisco. Yoshiko is 93 and she can’t sleep so she sits in her recliner and nibbles on a rice cake,
Two people so different can view the poor through different lenses and offer a solution but not the same solution
It’s a matter of beans, says Rosie, 79, legally blind, her fingers dancing across a Bible in braille, when a reporter asks her about
How many times have I said I’m through teasing myself, through pretending I don’t enjoy the wreath of a woman
If they irritate you and so many do you don’t seek them out until you need them and when you’re through
I found an old friend in a cardboard box in the basement where I left him forty years ago.
Leaves on a Japanese Maple dance auburn in the wind remind me of that mother crossing Michigan Avenue before the light changes
Perhaps there should be a hard rock band called myasthenia gravis. A rare disease for which there is no cure, MG doesn’t kill anyone right away but unmanaged it’s hard to live with. In ...
The soup kitchen opens an hour late. The rain finally stops and the hungry file in. They’ve had a long wait.
If you live in North Dakota it’s hard to get all hot about global warming in the winter while you watch the snow clog your wipers and you