The uncommon is common in America today. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, Seinfeld
When Bernie wakes at 6 a.m. there’s a piano on his chest and Erroll Garner’s playing “Mist… Sinatra’s on the headboard improvising lyrics
Sometimes it helps to learn a relative has died a close relative you haven’t seen in years and didn’t plan to see again because
Millie on crutches in the day room tells Fred on his walker to find him.
Blooming for one day a lily welcomes the sun. Bumblebees drop in. Donal Mahoney
My wife’s amazed when I station myself at the computer writing this or that despite a hound dog
It’s never what she says always how she says it and how she stands when she says it and what she says
When a writer lacks verbs and nouns he’s the victim of writer’s block. His mind may house
From my stool in the diner I watc… the old woman with elm tree arms command the big booth in back and roar for a menu, take a half hour to read it
This senior citizen whose face is Rushmore still squats with pigeons on the steps of the Rogers Park Masonic Templ… She wears a shawl this snowy day
Through the nursery glass Carlos Montero peeks at Consuela, his twelfth, in the arms of a nurs… Pink as a peony with brilliant black hair,
A bitter Christmas morning after a foot of snow last night. I shovel the sidewalk and make my way to the bird feeder. Before I can fill it, the wrens
He looks for you until you find him while you wonder if he’s there Donal Mahoney
Because he works in an office and… and because she who tans anyway ha… returned from a week at the Beach, the commuters are certain she’s no… yet they rustle in their seats.
Do I write in the third person or only in the first? Do my ideas reign supreme or do other ideas work as well? Do I know I’m always right