You love your grandson, this blue bundle in your arms. There’s no doubt about that. He has peaches for cheeks and the sky’s in his eyes
I don’t know the answer but perhaps the Dalai Lama knows the final resting place of pygmies who live in jungles unexplored and never hear a sermon from
It’s a retirement haven for people with money but it works like a Roach Motel. People move i… but never move out. You and your wife move in to
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
Woman in a window brushing long hair madly screams at a little boy down in the street licking an ice cream cone
Every day the same people at the same table at the rear of the cafeteria. The maiden, 35 at least, is gray at the temples,
Officer Burks brings Max the Bloodhound into the alley and Max immediately strains at his leash.
She could sing, dance, and act but picking a man was a problem. She didn’t complain or explain just worked hard for the money, an Unsinkable Molly Brown.
If smiles had echoes all the world would hear Grandma’s bouncing off the stars Donal Mahoney
It’s just a flophouse but it’s all he can afford and now it’s come to this. If he buys food he can’t pay the rent
The Downy is the smallest flicker but his arrival is uninvited and disturbs the hummingbirds circling in fury while he with bravado
Both of them had been to Korea. Both of them had made it back. One found a job
Universal salvation claims everyone goes to Heaven and no one goes Hell. Highly controversial. The auditorium was packed
Fred visits Bill every month at the facility he’s been in for year… Age and booze brought Bill there. He’s still strapped to his bed so he can’t go wandering again
Blooming for one day a lily welcomes the sun. Bumblebees drop in. Donal Mahoney