Beside the highway, the Giant Sli… with its rusty undulations lifts out of the weeds. It hasn’t been u… for a generation. The ticket booth tilts to that side where the nicke…
The next morning I felt that our… had been lifted away from its foun… during the night, and was now adri… though so heavy it drew a foot or… of whatever was buoying it up, not…
The gravel road rides with a slow… over the fields, the telephone lin… streaming behind, its billow of du… full of the sparks of redwing blac… On either side, those dear old lad…
You lie in your bed and sigh, and the springs deep in the mattre… sing out with the same low note, mocking your sadness. It’s hard— not the mattress, but life.
Cards in each mailbox, angel, manger, star and lamb, as the rural carrier, driving the snowy roads, hears from her bundles
It seemed those rose-pink dishes she kept for special company were always cold, brought down from the shelf in jingling stacks, the plates like the panes of ice
Seventy years ago I made a pair o… from six-foot two-by-twos, with bl… to stand on nailed a foot from the… If I was to learn to walk on stil… them red and I had to wait almost…
The wall of identical boxes into w… our Aunt Sticky sorted the daily… was at the far end of her dining r… and from the private side looked l… a fancy wallpaper upon which peoni…
In the clinic, a sun-bleached shel… on the shore of the city, you ente… the last small chamber, a little c… chastened with pearl, cool, white,… and over the chilly well of the to…
On the floor of a parking garage I found a dead mouse. It was wint… the world gone gray outside and in… and the mouse a part of all that d… the smallest part. He stood
Circling above us, their wingtips fanned like fingers, it is as if they wer… one of those tissue-paper sewing p… over the pale blue fabric of the a…
She had turned her face up into a rain of light, and came on smili… The light trickled down her forehe… and into her eyes. It ran down into the neck of her sweatshirt
The divorce judge has asked for a… and you wait at the back of the co… as still as a flag on its stand, y… falling in smooth, even folds that… to gather the dust of white bouque…
It’s a kitchen. Its curtains fill with a morning light so bright you can’t see beyond its windows into the afternoon. A kitchen falling through time with its thin…
He was a big man, says the size of… on a pile of broken dishes by the… a tall man too, says the length of… in an upstairs room; and a good, G… says the Bible with a broken back