The Farmer, the Skeleton

The window over the sink, the one with a late-day sun coloring the kitchen. Through it, the farmer watched the … More

Beagle in the Pumpkin Patch

Small feet in small shoes, clasped with small buckles, ran along the rows of sleeping pumpkins. ‘In the pumpkin patch! … More

We sat on the curb. Dad, my older brother and, of course, I. It was the part of the parade … More

The Knife Man rang the bell. And waited. And waited. And waited! He held his thumb down on the bell. … More

Pooka sits on my chest as if she were a mother hen. I think she thinks, My girl is … More

On an October night, the wind chilled to keep bodies alert. A man looked through holiday decorations in a department … More

I don’t push the car too hard. The Buick and I, we travel in the left lane. It’s a 1938 … More