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

In a very crowded bar Fred decides he must tell this fellow something important so he whispers

It was the first time that senators had been asked to go home and address parent-teacher meetings at all the middle schools in their states. Each had been given a sheet of talking point...

I sit here at peace and mind my own business and hope for a butterfly. I never take one out of the air. I paint only the flight of the but…

She was about the doing not about applause canning tomatoes in summer baking pies in fall quilting winter away

Spider in the sink this early autumn morning swirls in a whirlpool Donal Mahoney

Two people so different can view the poor through different lenses and offer a solution but not the same solution

Walt told the cops later his moods come and go like crows on the high wire above his art studio. They land in a swoop,

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.

Through the window I see the sun fire up for the last time today. There are jays in the trees near the meadow,

Two grackles, black birds shiny and iridescent, nest again this year high and deep in our tall spruce.

In 1920 he came on a boat from Ireland and found his way through Ellis Island. He found a room in a boarding house

Ruth’s at an age where she’s happy to sit in the sun under a patio umbrella and watch a line of ants

She’s not young, his wife. They’ve been together 40 years but when she gardens in her shorts and he’s lying in his hammock she’… a lovely sight to see so when she