You think it’s easy, embalming bodies in these nightmares I have every night, bodies a vulture

Something’s still bright when a widow dies and her son flies in gives her body to science has the movers

Gram tells Stella on the phone her neighborhood is full of old fo… She hasn’t seen Stella in 60 year… and won’t see her again because of the canyon of miles between the…

Virgil comes to group therapy every week in his pick-up truck with his dog, Buster, standing in the bed of the truck. The sessions are held for veterans of Korea and Vietnam. Quite a fe...

After Yeats and Heaney, you wonder when the new one will come galloping out of Dublin or perhaps from yet another farm

Not a leaf left on the crabapple t… instead little red apples hang like ornaments on a Christmas tree… Little red apples that spend most of the winter covered with sn…

Two new crutches and two double shots of Bushmills Irish Whiskey enabled Joe Faherty to move from the back seat of Moira Murphy’s 1976 Buick into Eagan’s Funeral Home for Tim McGillicud...

Every evening, up in my rooom, I try to finish a poem but Chicago is hot and it’s better outside,

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

We are to each other now many decades later what we were the day we got married, a couple at the kitchen table on