You thought you knew her. She thought she knew you. Neither was true but this happens at times at Happy Hour on Fridays

When Martha gets home from cooking class this afternoon, Martin will be gone after 30 years of marriage. Martha won’t know why

He wants to do certain things he should have done before old age and illness reaped their harve… The doctor gives him days perhaps a week to breathe

Fancy spam emails I don’t mind nor the ones cobbled in broken English from someone who says he’s with a bank overseas

After all these years my wife at the ironing board, perfect in panties. Donal Mahoney

“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

Do you remember how to tie a Windsor knot the way your father taught you on graduation day in eighth grade

In the summer of 1956, any Saturday at midnight when the moon was full and the stars were bright, you would see Grandma Groth

The Nazis call her Hilda, this ancient woman who makes a simple living in a bathroom in Berlin giving high colonics

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.

Jimmy and Billy, two young men in kindergarten, went home from school every day just before noon. They lived in a small town in Nebraska, in the middle of farm country. It was the 1950s...

A friend in England rings me up and we talk about this and that. He asks if my president’s in touch with all that’s going on and I say he should be in touch, going to

It’s almost time for the Academy… Theaters are showing their best mo… and someone I know wants to go. I used to pay 15 cents to see Roy… in black and white cowboy up on Tr…