Bill would come every Sunday to his mother’s house after a tough divorce. He’d bring his laundry for his mother to do and then he’d devour the roast beef dinner she always made for him....

Autumn and the leaves, crisp in the swirling air, are pheasant wings once more Donal Mahoney

You have to have regulations in any industry, the hog farmer told the slaughter house CEO visiting his farm that day. Otherwise raising hogs

A boy, maybe 5, dancing in the candy aisle of a megastore at 6 a.m., a month before Hallowee… is overjoyed by the harvest on every shelf, his caramel skin

The police have announced the arrest of an ecumenical fellow who in less than two weeks in the middle of the night set fir… to seven churches in St. Louis.

No more nudes in Playboy according to the anchor on the Nightly News. Playboy has declared nudes passé because

He publishes poems by writers who find no publishers elsewhere. They suffer rejection and he gives them hope.

It’s not the beach. It’s a lake of fire, if it’s there. That lake we heard about in

Millie on crutches in the day room tells Fred on his walker to find him.

I sit here at peace and mind my own business and hope for a butterfly. I never take one out of the air. I paint only the flight of the but…

Old Tim writes poetry now in his heaven of retirement. He’s had nice jobs over the years but swears retirement is better.

Walt told the cops later his moods come and go like crows on the high wire above his art studio. They land in a swoop,

So many of us feed the birds even though we know birds can make it on their own in any weather,

I was warm and toasty, curled up, napping in amniotic fluid, without a worry when suddenly