“Quiet, please,” I tell her, “I want to hear the music.” She is sitting next to me again, this time on a paisley couch, a woman in a lime bikini I met

You can learn a lot, both true and false, in a dingy all-night diner where old men gather at a table in back

It’s pretty simple, really. The world will end whether we believe the Bible is a myth or truth. If the Bible is the truth,

If the greatest of these is charit… then tell me again why it’s gauche if this young man in a booth at a bar

He asked and so I told him. The “cancer” poems stem from cancer in the family. Daughter’s terminal. Son’s a five-year survivor.

It’s midnight in New York and in this tall building Herb and Molly are in bed making love. Molly is a virgin

Pete reads a story about an artist who never sold a painting until he… and then sold one for a million do… Finding the artist on the internet… his work is just odd shapes in bri…

A spindly young fawn wanders away from its doe. Coyotes must eat. Donal Mahoney

Gram tells Stella on the phone her neighborhood is full of old fo… She hasn’t seen Stella in 60 year… and won’t see her again because of the canyon of miles between the…

I never remember year to year but then some morning in March I’ll walk out in the yard

World War II was over but still fresh in the minds of folks who li… in Bill’s hometown in the Ozarks. Independence Day was important. It called for a celebration.

Puerto Rican girl thin, thin, let street lights pour bourbon on your hair, anise on your skin.

Where will the lovely lady go on her diurnal walk? One child in 30 years she bore, now they do not talk. Supple, firm, her lithe legs are,

Outside, the still of crickets. Inside, petals of a cold sore foliate,