Category Archives: Donal Mahoney

A Man of No Words

A Short Story by Donal Mahoney Virgil comes to group therapy every week in his pick-up truck with his dog, Buster, standing in the bed of the truck. The sessions are held for veterans of Korea and Vietnam. Quite a … Continue reading

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Anyone Who Steps in the Way

A Poem by Donal Mahoney Paul’s not a veteran of Vietnam but he goes there in his dreams to watch his brother Tim walk in hazy streams sprayed with Agent Orange before he came home to Indiana farmed the land … Continue reading

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Agent Orange Is Still Killing Veterans Slowly

An Essay by Donal Mahoney This is a true story told to me recently by a friend who wishes to remain anonymous. It explains his experience with the legacy of Monsanto and Dow and the ongoing effects of its product, … Continue reading

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Allowances Can Be Made

A Poem by Donal Mahoney Monsanto, Dow and Oliver Jones Oliver Jones, now gray and grizzled, has cut the Miller’s lawn for years. A Vietnam vet, a victim of Agent Orange, Oliver’s getting old, almost as old as the Millers, … Continue reading

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RoundUp

A Poem by Donal Mahoney Monsanto still has problems after the carnage caused by Agent Orange. People continue to decay. Monsanto’s Roundup has its problems, too. It wipes out weeds, some native plants as well. The milkweed is a good … Continue reading

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Fireworks after Vietnam

A Poem by Donal Mahoney Joe went to the mall yesterday and found a big tent pitched at the head of the drive. Someone selling fireworks. The sign said discounts for all veterans. Joe thought of his brother Bob after … Continue reading

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Earthquake in the Yard

A Poem by Donal Mahoney a Monsanto/Dow Legacy He’s a vet from Vietnam who won’t say much about what happened over there except to say his problem began with Agent Orange, the breathing problem he has cutting grass, raking leaves … Continue reading

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A Life Without Guard Rails

A Poem by Donal Mahoney You think you got problems? You probably do but would you trade with Phillip, a Vietnam vet who still thinks Agent Orange lurks in every puddle he steps around after a heavy rain, who shovels … Continue reading

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Let’s Not Rake Our Leaves

A Poem by Donal Mahoney There has to be a reason why we rake our leaves rather than allow them to decompose beneath the snow and feed our winter lawns until spring comes back. There has to be a reason … Continue reading

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Monsanto Scientist in Hospice

A Poem by Donal Mahoney He wants to do certain things he should have done before old age and illness reaped their harvest. The doctor gives him days perhaps a week to breathe but he can’t remember what he wanted … Continue reading

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