Monthly Archives: September 2013

Satan’s Annual Report

A Poem by Donal Mahoney Adolph’s been here since the Forties. So have Benito and Tojo. As soon as they arrived we gave each of them a huge furnace. They shovel coal all day and all night. That’s what we … Continue reading

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Unsent Letter #13

A Prose Poem by Anon ymous Dear , I want to lie with you on a narrow bed in a simple room; a plain white sheet, blank walls. There’s one window; outside a field, then woods. Your arms wrapped lightly … Continue reading

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A Good Neighbor

A Poem by Donal Mahoney Cookies for George, 40 years back from Viet Nam, are the only payment the man will accept to mow your lawn, rake your leaves, shovel your snow. He sleeps behind his brother’s house above the … Continue reading

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Unsent letter #12 [I still think of you when the world gets like this]

A Prose Poem by Anon ymous Dear, How you told me 11 is the number for clarity; it’s morning, rivers and sleet. It’s anything wet: sweat on a glass of beer, a splash from fish, silver and sleek, It comes … Continue reading

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The Hell of Agent Orange

A Short Story by Donal Mahoney “Throw me down the stairs a sandwich, Ollie, I’m hungry,” said Dr. Olga Sumvitch, hollering up to me from Hell again in her best fractured English. Although she had spent the last 30 years … Continue reading

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