I told my son now that he’s a father he has to be careful about what he says around his child. No swearing, of course,
Three are known by name, Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael, but there are a zillion angels, pure spirits who have no wings like those we draw on Cherubim,
Some women use perfume and that’s fine. Some don’t and that’s fine too. Over the years
In the summer of 1956, any Saturday at midnight when the moon was full and the stars were bright, you would see Grandma Groth
Being out of work during the holidays is twice as bad and twice that’s happened now to Wally Ballew
What if after Browne has gone one of us discovers who Browne was… leads the rally to his room before the maid has time to broom the web… retrieve from underneath the bed
On the table by the window balanced on its spine this leaflet butterfly open and still as a
Christmas is now the Holidays. But Hanukkah is still Hanukkah and Ramadan is still Ramadan. Easter still has its name. The media needs more time
She was just an old lady who lived next door. I’d wave and smile and give a nice hello but nothing more.
It was an ancient city. All the young people left as soon as they could but the old remained in their mortgaged huts
Beneath the bowling-alley bar marquee the rain tonight hammers off the concrete.
The ancient man with raspberry hives on his cheeks since childhood will live alone
They’re the oldest couple my wife and I know and we’re no pups either. Peter out for a walk leans on his cane often
Born at the foot of the mountain what will you do? You have time to decide but some die young.
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.