My boss has a problem with God or rather a problem with me because I believe in God and he doesn’t. Or so we discover
Deep in the city where the poor wait for the Second Coming suicide is uncommon. No one leaps off skyscrapers
Sometimes a woman leaves a man for another man or just leaves. Sometimes a woman
My father never talked much about religion but he went to Mass every Sunday, the 6:30 Mass where few people would be and he wouldn’t have to deal with friends and neighbors. His contrib...
No one goes to the patio now except at night when Ann goes out to spread old bread and sunflower seed on the small table for birds
The question isn’t why your little world is suddenly going to hell. The question is what can you do about
July in the streets of Mexico City: One of the women one never would marry. One of the women one sees
The Downy is the smallest flicker but his arrival is uninvited and disturbs the hummingbirds circling in fury while he with bravado
The man in the ER, sutured and bandaged, told the nurse there wasn’t anyone she could call to give him a lift home.
Old Yoshiko in Tokyo can’t sleep because her husband snores so she sits in her kimono and eats a few rice cakes with a few sips of saké.
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 ...
An incident in youth never meant to happen recorded on a pad to be read another time
After 30 years together, Carol tells me late one evening in the manner of a quiet wife that I have yet to write a poem about her, something she
Tattoos were anathema in ‘52 on any man who got one after an all-night drunk or to impress a girlfriend. But not a word was spoken to
And so I’ll tell old Max, and maybe he will listen, it’s time to call the plumber in and tell him,