No red kettles and bells this December outside the stores at the mall in our suburbs this year. They irritate shoppers,

Solid middle class he is always has been always will be until tomorrow on the highway

We’re troubled by the very rich we see only on TV and worry about the poor who sleep at night in doorways and in parks, the trul… with little more than the clothes…

They’ll be coming for us, the old lady told the young man next to her, the two of them sitting on stones under the bridge surrounded by trolls

Wally read something he thought good advice for those who lose the race. “Make friends of the

I understand what you mean when you say you’re alone and hope someone rings your bell day or night but that’s not the case with me.

Vacillating Benny, an ancient che… now retired from Monsanto, must de… if a poem his friend Ron has sent… is good enough for his hobby journ… Benny finally decides to let the p…

Virgil comes to group therapy every week in his pick-up truck with his dog, Buster, standing in the bed of the truck. The sessions are held for veterans of Korea and Vietnam. Quite a fe...

Where will the lovely lady go on her diurnal walk? One child in 30 years she bore, now they do not talk. Supple, firm, her lithe legs are,

It’s midnight in New York and in this tall building Herb and Molly are in bed making love. Molly is a virgin

It used to bother me to see odd people leapfrog parking meters and shout every day is Halloween until

He publishes poems by writers who find no publishers elsewhere. They suffer rejection and he gives them hope.

I like to watch master chefs on television do their thing. My favorite is Jacques Pépin when he has to chop an onion. No one chops an onion faster.

Only the blind man with his leader dog and tapping cane stops when the homeless man standing near the curb