Many decades ago when I was a kid we always expected rain at 3 p.m. on Good Friday said to be the hour
This brilliant winter morning find… waves of snow on every lawn and red graffiti dripping from the walls of Temple Mizpah
He looks for you until you find him while you wonder if he’s there Donal Mahoney
Something’s still bright when a widow dies and her son flies in gives her body to science has the movers
In the paper this morning a woman in the suburbs complained she has to eat too much steak too often because her husband
Black lives matter in different ways to different people in the American rainbow especially bus companies
Elmer’s an old stag now shedding antlers snorting among the trees but sometimes Martha after her shower
Long article in the paper this morning stops Tim from gobbling his bacon and eggs. Bears are starving in the woods. Too many cubs, too little food.
Fred has been working with an agency called Hunters for the Hungry for five years. During that time, his food bank has received thousands of pounds of venison to feed the poor. This yea...
The weekday Mass at 6 a.m. brings old folks out from bungalows around the church. They move like caterpillars
Old Sam on his deathbed says he’d rewrite his life if he could. He’d do so many things differently… be nice to all his wives if he cou… but luckily they had died before h…
The scruffy old man and his white poodle on a long red leash were neighborhood icons years ago down at the corner
Millie on crutches in the day room tells Fred on his walker to find him.
Hearts are stopping faster than usual among people I know and people I don’t married to other people
Like that broad in an apricot bra hanging over the sill of her tenement window, the sun is over me now, its nectar laughing and falling.
