My wife likes to garden. She’s crazy about roses, lilies and daisies. She says I should get out in the garden and weed.
I know this story to be true because I know Ruben and he wouldn’t lie even though Ruben and I have never met. He lives in Alabama in a hollow and I live in St. Louis. But that makes no ...
I wish he had never come out from behind the stove, that spider I stepped on at 4 a.m. He was a big one bothering no one.
You drive down the same country road every day at dawn and see through plumes of dust
You’re an old man in a nice suit and tie out with your wife at a fancy function with nice people
All lives matter now unless they’re inconvenient. No room in the womb. Donal Mahoney
It’s time to stop the killing by order of the courts. Time to stop the injections
You were a little older than three the day your father taught you how to pee, standing up. Your father trumpeted your triumph and your mother laughed in the kit…
Fred brought his old comic books and some hard candy to a food pant… and didn’t think much about it. Just a different kind of donation. Maybe somebody would want them.
I told my wife the other night when she came back to bed my feet were cold so now’s the time for me to tell her not to bury me or burn me
An incident in youth never meant to happen recorded on a pad to be read another time
Liberal or conservative the questionnaire asks about migrants. Fred’s in the middle. Asked about The Wall
A spelunker he was from adolescence on. An outdoorsman with the best equipment exploring caves
They’re starlets Hollywood has yet to discover, two nice young ladies who assemble sandwiches at the Subway Shop Monday through Friday at noon.
They were refugees, too, back in the Forties, settled in Chicago, learned English, some a lot, some a little,
