Millie calls the hotel at midnight to tell Willie he didn’t do anythi… It’s the way he didn’t do anything… that’s the problem because a man d… send a girl yellow roses on Valent…

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

It will be a while before Fred’s hometown has its annual food drive, he told me. That’s an important event because it helps stock the pantry at the small charity where he volunteers. Ri...

I know this story to be true because I know Ruben and he wouldn’t lie even though Ruben and I have never met. He lives in Alabama in a hollow and I live in St. Louis. But that makes no ...

Dreams I can’t remember cause a conflagration fire hoses can’t put out. Dreams I can recall arrive in technicolor.

Some folks have a problem with aut… legitimate and otherwise, and I ha… a lifetime festering in that group… An event in youth convinced me tha… big people are no different than l…

He looks for you until you find him while you wonder if he’s there Donal Mahoney

You can’t vote for him and you can’t vote for her and you can’t vote for the others you’ve never heard of. The others may not be as odd

White privilege it’s called and re… I learned its name although I’ve… white as a sheet for decades. Like breathing and eating I take white privilege for granted.

I died from a rattlesnake bite and found myself in line with other zombies in front of a bank of elevators, the doors opening and closing as if by metronome.

Standing in line behind a father and his little boy waiting to reach the register

I get an email every day from a man I don’t know and doesn’t know me. Many people receive blind copies of his emails.

I should have said yes, meet you anywhere you want for lunch, even that greasy spoon with the lousy chili and corn dogs… Every five years or so we meet

You drive down the same country road every day at dawn and see through plumes of dust

You start by throwing things out packing things that will fit in a smaller place, selling stuff that won’t, ignoring the birds because the seed’s run out