Black flag on the lawn falls in pieces from the sky. Starlings in command. Donal Mahoney
The old priest who won’t retire despite his bishop’s hints rides his bike around the parish every day for exercise. He waves and smiles at everyone
You think it’s easy, embalming bodies in these nightmares I have every night, bodies a vulture
They’re getting older, five brothers and sisters, all with degrees, jobs, families, nice homes, good lives, happier than most except when they must
She speaks the truth as she always has in 40 years of marriage especially when she’s lost in making dinner
Dive under any skirt that floats your way, Amish or otherwise, metaphorically speaking.
Handsome is as handsome does, Jeanie always said, when Donald was away on business.
The scruffy old man and his white poodle on a long red leash were neighborhood icons years ago down at the corner
Sarah makes sandwiches all day, piling meat and trimmings high on pillowy bread she spreads apart before her customers’ eyes. Hardworking men love her sandwiche…
I started reading the paper early in grammar school to find the sports scores. It was fun for a child hoping to play
The alarm clock screams at 5 a.m. and I get up to attend a funeral 50 miles away, a long drive back to a corner of Chicago once rife with corned beef and cabbage but
If he were in high school they’d call him a bully and take him to the principal’s office for counseling.
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…
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
My mother always said my father was a little odd and she lived wit… all those years and should have kn… When we were small my sister and… knew he was different. No other fa…