Tag: donal

I Traded Ethel for Tiffany   I know very little about computers but I use one for basic needs. Poems, stories, not much more. Like some nice women I’ve known, I’ve discovered computers have a mind of their own. They do what they want and expect me to understand. The problem is I never do. I babble in amazement. And like the […]

Carousel of Marriage Harry and Grace had a carousel of marriage while it lasted. There were arguments galore and children by the score  or so the neighbors thought as they counted kids running across their lawns causing divots to fly and  dogs to bark, a canine  tabernacle choir.   Fireworks on the Fourth were peaceful in comparison. The kids would light their  crackers in the yard while  Harry and […]

A Stationary Bicycle The doctor tells Phil and his wife he’s in pretty good health for a man his age but he needs to exercise. And Phil says he agrees and then goes on to explain his faith in recliner therapy. He sits in a recliner for hours, watches TV or reads the paper and wiggles his toes at least three […]

Salt and Pepper   White privilege it’s called and recently I learned its name although I’ve been white as a sheet for decades. Like breathing and eating I take  white privilege for granted.  I push a cart through a megastore in bib overalls and no one follows me and when I hail a cab in a snow storm, it picks me up. My freckles may be a stop sign.   Not so […]

The Widow Next Door   Every Saturday  when the sun is out and it’s hotter than Hades   Monica next door  raises her garage door early in the morning    and leaves it up  long past noon as if  Herm will walk out   at any minute  oily and greasy needing to clean up     the way he used to  every Saturday […]

A New Etiquette “One stall for all” is a new scenario for Wilbur. Thanks to his wife, he knew   in the past the right thing to do but now he doesn’t know what “one stall for all” calls for    after he’s through: Is it toilet seat up or toilet seat down? Author Bio: Donal Mahoney lives in St. Louis, Missouri. He has […]

Everybody Don’t Have Somebody The man in the ER, sutured and bandaged, told the nurse there wasn’t   anyone she could call  to give him a lift home. He said he’d take a bus    once he had a chance  to check his wallet and see if he had any money.   He didn’t have much to begin with, he said, and the […]