It’s not de rigueur to believe he’s there behind the sun, the stars, the moon watching us
Something’s still bright when a widow dies and her son flies in gives her body to science has the movers
The others, of course, are more ra… but less apt to show it. Whenever I strike, I never romp o… I stand with the wrist that I’ve… from the lady locked in my teeth
Sagebrush on Broadway a Big Mac wrapper tumbles softly down the street Donal Mahoney
There’s always something. Like the growth you found under your arm showering this morning but you decided to go
Couples age and a sign of age is w… the husband hires someone to shove… and the wife hires a cleaning lady… Sometimes the wife doesn’t like th… and the husband doesn’t like the c…
They were always close Mom and Faye No father around Mom painted flowers Faye planted them
The editor of the school paper came at the appointed hour and found the old poet in his backyard alert in a lawn chair with a
Phone rings. Wilbur answers it. “This is Grace. Is Thelma there?… “No,” says Wilbur. “She’s out won… “You mean wandering about?” ‘No, she used to wander about. No…
Black flag on the lawn falls in pieces from the sky. Starlings in command. Donal Mahoney
Do I write in the third person or only in the first? Do my ideas reign supreme or do other ideas work as well? Do I know I’m always right
Harry and Grace had a carousel of marriage while it lasted. There were arguments galore and children by the score or so the neighbors thought
Handsome is as handsome does, Jeanie always said, when Donald was away on business.
So many of us feed the birds even though we know birds can make it on their own in any weather,
Months roar by like weeks and weeks disappear like days, two coots in a bar admit on New Year’s Eve, reminiscing over a beer