Books covered in dust are stacked from floor to ceiling. Screens light up the house. Donal Mahoney
Through the nursery glass Carlos Montero peeks at Consuela, his twelfth, in the arms of a nurs… Pink as a peony with brilliant black hair,
A woman was seated next to me as we waited for the debate to sta… The candidates were late taking th… She said she shouldn’t have come because she couldn’t vote for eith…
Deep into a warm winter the Japanese red maple keeps her crown of brilliant leaves as if to prove to the evergreens especially that big blue spruce
The ancient man with raspberry hives on his cheeks since childhood will live alone
The ones we didn’t abort we’re starting to euthanize so no worries there. It’s the ones in the middle still walking around
Thirty years later, Dad came back and we met for Ham and Yams at To… Pouring his tea, he told me he had to restore power once at a newspaper warehouse
Strong man Samson told Delilah seven locks of hair were the secret of his strength
When a writer lacks verbs and nouns he’s the victim of writer’s block. His mind may house
If I hadn’t died, I’d still be bouncing along in that Greyhound bus through the mountains swigging a Coke.
He was predictable all those years going home after work doing odd jobs around the house
After all the tests and the doctor’s explanation she thinks of them not as 20 points of cancer but as 20 rusty nails
Ten years ago, when they were tykes just in their 70s, Melvin used to tell Emma eat your Wheaties
Departures from the norm we are. Not just you and me but
I’m amazed at the difference between my friend and me. His response to life is so different from mine. I live deep in the city