It’s time to stop the killing by order of the courts. Time to stop the injections

America has two kinds of migrants, those with money and those with hope, a farmer’s wife told me the day I stopped to buy some eggs.

You think he’d be more grateful. Neither rich nor poor he’s never wanted for anything. He’s always had what he needs but never had any gratitude

I don’t see her often since she died but when I do it’s eerie over there at dawn or dusk.

I turn on the news to see who won the game last night but first the scores from hot spots in the city. Two people are killed

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

Black lives matter in different ways to different people in the American rainbow especially bus companies

In my all-boys school sixty years ago there were two boys who were different. All four years they walked to classes together, books

Niagara Falls her silver hair so long it bounces off the swan

Time’s a jet plane when you’re young. You go to school get a good job marry someone nice

Woman in a window brushing long hair madly screams at a little boy down in the street licking an ice cream cone

Before the Inauguration the man must divest himself of his stocks and bonds close every hotel he owns lay off hundreds of employees

When he was just a boy, they took him to the dump to scavenge, bits of metal, any food that might be eaten. When he became a man,