It’s Monday not Sunday and the frail lady in black is the only person in the pews. She walked in with
Inferno of a summer day Mother’s dozing Tommy, tiny, three, paring knife in hand tiptoes out, flops
You start by throwing things out packing things that will fit in a smaller place, selling stuff that won’t, ignoring the birds because the seed’s run out
There never was anyone like Ali between the ropes or facing the public. In the ring and out
A student asks the old poet why he has spent so many years writing. The old poet says no one’s asked him that before. He needs a minute to answer.
Let’s stop the crying, Millie. It’s true our friends are dying. They’re old like you and me. Why not celebrate instead that 80 years ago you and I
In the woods soft snow falls on the first day of spring. Two daffodils laugh. Donal Mahoney
If the greatest of these is charit… then tell me again why it’s gauche if this young man in a booth at a bar
It’s Rocky’s Diner but it’s Brenda’s counter, been that way for 10 years. Brenda has her regulars who want the Special of the Day.
Christmas is now the Holidays. But Hanukkah is still Hanukkah and Ramadan is still Ramadan. Easter still has its name. The media needs more time
We’ve moved my wife and I from home to the last place we’ll ever live and she wants to know why
First time seeing this doctor, a specialist. Took a month to get an appointment. The waiting room’s packed. I grab the last seat
I have an old friend who was told some time ago he had six months to live. We live far apart now and he told me about this in an email shortly after the doctor told him. The six months ...
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…
In 1962, I was a caseworker, not a social worker, in the Cabrini-Green Housing Project in Chicago. In that era, the difference between a caseworker and a social worker was simple. A soc...