Pete reads a story about an artist who never sold a painting until he… and then sold one for a million do… Finding the artist on the internet… his work is just odd shapes in bri…
Snow on Christmas Day. As I walk out with bird seed birds cry Santa’s here. Donal Mahoney
The older I get the more I realiz… the importance of getting things d… before your mother announces anoth… assignment to roust me from my ham… As you know I’ve never been much
According to reports certain White House interns past, present and future are asking Americans not to vote for Hillary
A bright winter day and not a leaf left on this skeleton tree teeming with sparrows
If I hadn’t died, I’d still be bouncing along in that Greyhound bus through the mountains swigging a Coke.
If you arrive too early at the public library and stand on the steps with Mabel till the doors open
It isn’t a flophouse where Fred lives now but he calls it that a month after moving in and seeing his fellow
The Downy is the smallest flicker but his arrival is uninvited and disturbs the hummingbirds circling in fury while he with bravado
In St. Louis young blacks carry guns like cell phones and use them often to shoot each other, as we read in the daily paper
The old man crossing the street has a bad limp we try to ignore. No one wants to look
He lives in the attic of the brownstone down on the corner, been there for years. He’s seen twice a day
If love’s real, not the puppy kind, it’s not just a feeling but an act of the will a constant giving
Before dawn Bill stoops under crimson leaves of the low-hanging Japanese Maple
Emma used to do real good in schoo… her mother tells her new teacher. It’s Parents Night at Ryland Ele… Mostly mothers in attendance. What’s the problem, her mother ask…