If a marriage doesn’t work out you get a divorce and look for someone else. If a poem doesn’t work out you put it in a folder and

Fuzzy wasn’t my cat although I fed him every morning at four o’clock for 10 years. He was my wife’s cat, loved to sit on her lap, be petted, jump down and rub his head against her feet....

Freddie and Fern were an old couple, a very old couple if truth be told, but on the matter of age, the truth seldom surfaced. Their kids were grown and gone and had families of their ow...

These are old people retired and driving slowly from small apartments in economy cars getting out on canes

We have one of those medical plans… my wife and I. The co-pays let us see a doctor, have a procedure, pay for medications. Can’t remembe… ever paying full price. Especially

Blooming for one day a lily welcomes the sun. Bumblebees drop in. Donal Mahoney

They’re widows, old and gray, bent over a quilting frame, sewing to meet a deadline for the next raffle

Decades ago a small college out in the boondocks put Ambrose, a freshman, on a Greyhound Bus to attend a student convention in New York.

When Molly and Tim got married they spent hours talking about everything they had to get done. And indeed they got a lot done. Now their kids have families

There’s a glorious sound system no… in the restored train depot where… from all over the nation once took… train to Camp Breckinridge before taking a plane to Korea.

You can’t vote for him and you can’t vote for her and you can’t vote for the others you’ve never heard of. The others may not be as odd

Two old men meet for coffee once a week at a diner while their wives play cribbage. Jim says he has a problem. His wife leaves the water running

She walks the rack of bright frock… as her husband, an Angus aging, paws at the carpet behind her. She wants the right dress to make verdant again the hills

He wants to do certain things he should have done before old age and illness reaped their harve… The doctor gives him days perhaps a week to breathe

I learned a murmuration is a flock of starlings whirling and turning in the sky, changing directions in a second, flying back again, blackening