So this Mick on the next stool, who’s as serious as Yeats but looks like Wilde, stares at me, with eyes crossed,

They moved in on Sunday, a bright and sunny day, the first black family on the bloc… They drove up in two U-Hauls and slowly carried furniture

One has to be careful campaigning door-to-door. One doesn’t know who’s behind any door. Could be someone

The media is brimming with reports about the legacy of Barack Obama. He’s accomplished so much it’s tough for experts to name his signature achievement.

The poor are hungry in America. Their numbers would fill stadiums throughout this prosperous land. And feral cats are running wild, eating songbirds in our yards,

Jill’s assignment as a new reporter was to interview an old bell ringer standing next to a red kettle outside a Walmart. Her editor had told her the man has been ringing the bell every ...

In the glow of the porch light one moth a final fandango nowhere to go

Let me be a star and shine in places darkness dwells or let me be a bell and ring in places

July in the streets of Mexico City: One of the women one never would marry. One of the women one sees

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

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.

When Martha gets home from cooking class this afternoon, Martin will be gone after 30 years of marriage. Martha won’t know why

It’s climate change, the professor says, that’s causing all the hurricanes and floods, wildfires and tornadoes,

Pistols in holsters very early this morning. She’s wearing a bra Donal Mahoney