Eight blondes with brown eyes nod at working men nearby. Sunflowers rule the sky. Donal Mahoney
Solid middle class he is always has been always will be until tomorrow on the highway
Sending out an address change to a friend I haven’t seen in 50 years, I say my wife and I are moving someplace new next month
You take care now, Harold, and don’t slip on the ice looking for a good bookstore on the streets of Chicago. Print is dead, Harold,
Sometimes a person can go too far, Mickey said, two stools over downing another beer,
Day and night preachers hawk the Message of the Cross on television. Once a month they pause and beg for money for
Ten years later he still mourns the death of his friend, Bill, such a smart man he could talk to
Neighbors were happy to see Fred and Opal come back for the annual block party. Old Bill asked Fred why they moved and Fred said
I was just a boy but I remember Hitler at the start and how too few understood his plan to
Middle of the night someone’s in the house. Can’t be the wife asleep next to you. She’ll be mad
Every day comes praise for Him everywhere in nature a cricket chirps a wren sings
The doctor tells Phil and his wif… he’s in pretty good health for a m… his age but he needs to exercise. And Phil says he agrees and then goes on to explain
Many decades ago when I was a kid we always expected rain at 3 p.m. on Good Friday said to be the hour
The blind artist paints life as he wants it to be a tranquil sky a big sun smiling everyone laughing.
A notice appeared in the paper recently with the names and faces of eight men who have a combined wealth of $426 billion. According to Oxfam International, in 2015 this would have equal...