Zenobia Jackson told Officer Murphy that her husband, Rufus, was 73 years old and “a wonderful man when he was awake” but for the past year he had been jerking “something terrible” duri...
Jesse was a common man he never made a lot of money he had a troubled marriage. His wife left him for another man he never saw his kids again.
I told my wife the other night when she came back to bed my feet were cold so now’s the time for me to tell her not to bury me or burn me
In the glow of the porch light one moth a final fandango nowhere to go
The doctor tells Phil and his wif… he’s in pretty good health for a m… his age but he needs to exercise. And Phil says he agrees and then goes on to explain
Fancy spam emails I don’t mind nor the ones cobbled in broken English from someone who says he’s with a bank overseas
I don’t know the answer but perhaps the Dalai Lama knows the final resting place of pygmies who live in jungles unexplored and never hear a sermon from
Were she here with me now, by the waist I would raise her, a chalice of wonder. I’d bellow hosannas and whirl her around,
According to reports certain White House interns past, present and future are asking Americans not to vote for Hillary
My wife’s upset because I won’t answer the phone in the middle of the night even though the phone’s on my side of the bed.
He’s supposed to be a feral cat and I’d never tell him otherwise but when my wife goes shopping he waits hours for her patiently on his haunches
Autumn and the leaves, crisp in the swirling air, are pheasant wings once more Donal Mahoney
If I knew I’d live forever I’d never send a poem out. No poem ever comes with ten fingers and ten toes so I’d keep revising, add
As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock
This just in. In metro St. Louis last night a woman gave birth to a boy in the bathroom of her second-floor apartment.
