When Homer stubs his toe or bumps his elbow, the pain is always piercing but Homer’s a pious man so swearing isn’t for him.
Sometimes an egg comes out of a chicken Sometimes a poem comes out of a title Sometimes a chicken
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 ...
This time Wilma is ready for the bastards jimmying her front door, coming back for more. The first time she was asleep,
Alvin didn’t want to be anybody else. He didn’t want to be himself either. Money wasn’t a problem.
Two men running for office disagree about everything but have one thing in common. They won’t release their tax returns.
Used to be after a snow our doorbell would ring and we’d find boys with shovels in hand looking to make some money.
He asked and so I told him. The “cancer” poems stem from cancer in the family. Daughter’s terminal. Son’s a five-year survivor.
Fuzzy wasn’t my cat although I fed him every morning at four o’clock for 10 years. He was my wife’s cat, loved to sit on her lap, be petted, jump down and rub his head against her feet....
As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock
“We had the other ones done there,… “Why not go there again? Everythi… No complications. Who cares about… Bunch of do-gooders with hidden ca… “I don’t care about the publicity,…
They’re widows, old and gray, bent over a quilting frame, sewing to meet a deadline for the next raffle
They were refugees, too, back in the Forties, settled in Chicago, learned English, some a lot, some a little,
When my neighbor told me over the fence a month ago the doctor said she had two years to live,
Sometimes you sit for days sucking yourself in praying the right words will fall in your ear toboggan over the whorls