A row of lilacs covered with a summer snow. Ten white butterflies. Donal Mahoney

If smiles had echoes all the world would hear Grandma’s bouncing off the stars Donal Mahoney

Newlyweds cuddle on a bench in their garden. A hummingbird pauses then enters a lily. They make love in public.

When a young woman like that sails into the conference room, all masts billowing, there’s nothing the men around the table can do

The stench came first, the young man remembers. It was as if someone had grabbed him by the ankles, turned him upside down

Tornadoes in the parlor, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, t… churned every hour Dad was home. He never worked and with good reason.

The police have announced the arrest of an ecumenical fellow who in less than two weeks in the middle of the night set fir… to seven churches in St. Louis.

It was her birthday. She was only five the dawn we went out to look at roses in Grandma’s garden

Rhoda, I can’t say why Amanda was picked and not Tiffany for anchor of our Nightly News. I interviewed both because Mr. Smith wanted

The blind artist paints life as he wants it to be a tranquil sky a big sun smiling everyone laughing.

The two weeks I spent in that small town on assignment, I saw no blacks except for two older women regal in every way,

Elmer’s an old stag now shedding antlers snorting among the trees but sometimes Martha after her shower

Can you hear me in the bunker, Le… Sorry to hear ISIS has you in a… But I’m delighted to know you’re… camouflaged in your bunker with an… Now you’re telling me ISIS is th…

I’m not saying my father hated the English, God forbid. If he were still alive, he’d hate to hear me say that. He’d correct me right away and say he didn’t hate the English. Truth be to...

He often got bored with her hobby… but this weekend he looks forward… hours of cooking shows on televisi… while he talks with her about her… He finally accepts that she is dyi…