When we were kids growing up in the city we had prairies and a little hill and we’d put Stevie
Inferno of a summer day Mother’s dozing Tommy, tiny, three, paring knife in hand tiptoes out, flops
On the table by the window balanced on its spine this leaflet butterfly open and still as a
A refugee from another country tel… people thrive on proving their bel… more than understanding one anothe… They will let a stereotype fall on… like a cheap dress as long as it f…
The haberdasher has that season of the year he rids his racks, his bins of oddments. I have no season of the year
You find old poems in the attic in a box with the Remington Rand you wrote them on in the Sixties before computers were born. They were published then in little
Where I live the press says teen use of heroin is epidemic. I thought an epidemic was a widespread disease afflicting thousands caught in
You had to have a Schwinn to lead this pack of boys riding bikes full speed baking under the Chicago sun laughing after senior year
Pistols in holsters very early this morning. She’s wearing a bra Donal Mahoney
There are pockets of them everywhere, quiet and discreet. Usually they meet once a week
Sending out an address change to a friend I haven’t seen in 50 years, I say my wife and I are moving someplace new next month
Drive around almost any city and you will find the homeless napping on a bench. Folks who drive to church on Sund… often view the homeless as litter
Perhaps there should be a hard rock band called myasthenia gravis. A rare disease for which there is no cure, MG doesn’t kill anyone right away but unmanaged it’s hard to live with. In ...
It’s an old clock hanging on a wall in a small room on the third floor. We go up there
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.