A lovely neighborhood this Sunday afternoon is rocked again by random gunshots. The shots make Bertha wonder, as she sips tea in her old rocker,
He’s not among the quick and not among the dead. He’s somewhere in between he tells anyone who stops his wheelchair in the halls
Around his navel this morning a halo, a red stipple Hopkins would love: “Glory be to God for dappled thin… It’s a gift from this woman
Steven is a retired teacher disturbed by the problems he sees in education. Schools weren’t perfect when he was teaching but they were better than they are today. He has ideas for impro...
If you arrive too early at the public library and stand on the steps with Mabel till the doors open
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…
It is said brave folks who understand this new world understand demons. Donal Mahoney
An hour a day, sometimes more, I chipped away with mallet and chisel on a block of marble
It’s time to leave the man alone. He’s getting old, his wife says. He’s really slowing down. He’s always been a man occupied with one thing
Fred and Martha have always voted the same way since their marriage long ago but not this time and Fred wondered why Martha was voting the other way
Reunions can happen and leave you speechless. I’m standing at a bank of elevators in a hospital going to visit my wife
Handsome is as handsome does, Jeanie always said, when Donald was away on business.
Some women use perfume and that’s fine. Some don’t and that’s fine too. Over the years
A spindly young fawn wanders away from its doe. Coyotes must eat. Donal Mahoney
They’re in the kitchen, drinking coffee, the kids, in their fifties now, figuring out what to do about Dad who’s