a haiku
“Screw the Vernal Equinox” is all Cootie Kelly ever says sitting triumphant with his foaming glass of Guinness on the last stool at Maggie’s
Am I right or am I right, one neighbor asked the other as they walked the few blocks to vote in different primaries. Some people make a good
Covey of nuns without benefit of wimple graciously attired sport coat, turtleneck, skirt scurry through the airport
Everyone who has money should drop it in a vat and anyone who needs money should take what they need a Swede, a Dane and two
A mountain man is Fillmore but there are no mountains where Fillmore lives deep in a hollow. He’s never had a job
Dubville used to be a quiet town, not that much was going on. The young would move to the city after high school… The elderly would stay because
Married 60 years Fred and Daisy still are very different people. All day long they hide their differences to make
Odd fellow who does odd jobs in the neighborhood four seasons of the year has disappeared in high summer and his customers are nervous.
Like that broad in an apricot bra hanging over the sill of her tenement window, the sun is over me now, its nectar laughing and falling.
Beautiful fall day in a potter’s field outside a small town. A funeral is underway but that doesn’t stop
Harley turned 70 the other day and died riding his motorcycle through a pink dawn,
She’s at a flower show miles away arranging roses in a vase very carefully.
Midnight in San Francisco. Yoshiko is 93 and she can’t sleep so she sits in her recliner and nibbles on a rice cake,
If the goal of business is to make a profit and it is—and if the goal of government is to take care of people
Miss Goody Two-Shoes’ sweaters aren’t too tight, skirts aren’t too straight and heels aren’t too high. She’s a swan gliding