I’ll have to ask some preacher what if he comes when it’s inconvenient when I’m bowling or lifting a stein of lager

It was an ancient city. All the young people left as soon as they could but the old remained in their mortgaged huts

Jim Daley and Joe McCarthy had something in common. They died at 80 going to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Walt O’Brien, their protege, found this out when he called the home...

A spindly young fawn wanders away from its doe. Coyotes must eat. Donal Mahoney

Miss Goody Two-Shoes’ sweaters aren’t too tight, skirts aren’t too straight and heels aren’t too high. She’s a swan gliding

A poor man comes to the door after the storm last winter and asks if he can have something to eat if he shovels the walk. You say forget about the snow.

Porch light bright all night keeps thieves away but not the moths that dance till dawn

Three times a day a train roars through a field a farm away booming like an Angus bull looking for companionship.

Sixty years ago, the two of us rode tricycles up a little hill behind our school. Nothing stopped us till

Planned Parenthood surgeons deplored the murder of Cecil the Lion. They wonder how a

What will she do with him? That is, if she’s elected. She’ll have to take him with her to the White House after keeping him in the doghouse.

Woman in a window brushing long hair madly screams at a little boy down in the street licking an ice cream cone

Old barber shop in a neighborhood never posh now poor. A single chair with an ancient barber

When a young woman like that sails into the conference room, all masts billowing, there’s nothing the men around the table can do