It’s war plain and simple when I fill the feeder out in the sycamore with millet and niger
The last visitor before I sleep is always the old priest puffing up the stairs to my door, a wine cask under each arm, a loaf of pumpernickel in his teet…
The Sixties almost killed Will, a wasted man who sobered up long enough to vote for JFK. And he’d have voted for RFK if he hadn’t been killed as well.
It doesn’t matter who wins. Life will go on as it has in previous years when others have won and have taken charge.
Dubville used to be a quiet town, not that much was going on. The young would move to the city after high school… The elderly would stay because
As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock
Things are quiet here, a friend wr… in the first email of his long lif… Most mornings I drive to Gillson… sit and read beside the Lake. The waves are a symphony.
Loud preacher bellows on Sunday what a silent praying mantis knows Donal Mahoney
They’re widows, old and gray, bent over a quilting frame, sewing to meet a deadline for the next raffle
When Fred was a boy, he heard his… talk about Grandpa going to town d… to sell the bounty of his harvest. On his farm he had eggs, butter an… vegetables and meat. He’d buy suga…
In America we say we get the government we deserve. That’s been true for the past eight years.
You think you got problems? You probably do but would you trade with Phillip, a Vietnam vet who still thinks Agent Orange lurks in
If he were in high school they’d call him a bully and take him to the principal’s office for counseling.
Every day comes praise for Him everywhere in nature a cricket chirps a wren sings
A clerk in a health food store became upset when I said I didn’t see anything I wanted since I wasn’t a vegan or vegetarian and liked my