A good reason to get married, Tim told me before he died, is you need a driver to take you home from a colonoscopy. When cancer runs in the family
My wife likes to garden. She’s crazy about roses, lilies and daisies. She says I should get out in the garden and weed.
You’re glad when the holidays are over and everyone’s gone home and the ribbons and wrappings are balled up in the garbage.
Her corded belt python tight around a tiny waist makes her blooms bigger brighter as they unfold
He asked and so I told him. The “cancer” poems stem from cancer in the family. Daughter’s terminal. Son’s a five-year survivor.
Snow on Christmas Day. As I walk out with bird seed birds cry Santa’s here. Donal Mahoney
An odd bobcat my father was looked more like a Siamese asleep in his recliner
It’s an old clock hanging on a wall in a small room on the third floor. We go up there
There are Merry-Go-Rounds on Main Street all over America. They hide in storefronts offering payday loans to people who can’t borrow money anywhere else.
Every morning before the sun comes up there’s a feral cat on our deck waiting for a can of Fancy Feast. It’s been that way for years.
The ancient man with raspberry hives on his cheeks since childhood will live alone
I died from a rattlesnake bite and found myself in line with other zombies in front of a bank of elevators, the doors opening and closing as if by metronome.
Tommy is the only man for miles around who can knot a ti… Old farmers come to town on Satur… and wave from pickups with respect when they see Tommy on the street
Although we’ll never again be body to body or mind to mind, you and the place and the years are alive every night in the lette… I’ve stored in my room.
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
