“Life in or around Chicago”

It’s massive. It’s mind-boggling. It’s use is obscure upon first glance. They call it a quarry, apparently. You pass it on I-94, going east from Chicago into Indiana. It’s a giant pit of gray rock, the bottom of which is not viewable from the highway, so deep. … Jeff Tweedy, frontman of the band Wilco, […]

“Another Visit”

Mrs. Wainright sat down, guiding her skirt under. The stately Dr. Pell, after a survey of the room, checked Mrs. Wainright in. “How are things?” she asked. She was straightening her glasses. “Great!” responded Mrs. Wainright, who was ready to get things over with. All she could think about was, get a box of macaroni […]