Enough, Trump.We've had it my dear, with your pink ties, your hairs, your swagger, towers, your plenty of monies,your tempers, your honeys. I don't speak for all, not at all, but for many who never did like your style or bile, your tenacious temerity,…

"Sorry, I need to confirm the results." Sal turned to Paul. "Is it true that you got stood up?"

When we were young and small we played in the orchard. Mom made apple pies and fried apples, caramel apples and apple sauce, apple cider. Grandma’s apple butter recipe.

That's demeaning enough, but not as hard to take as the customers. They're all jaded hipsters, thumb diddling smartphone freaks, pretending their online interactions actually count as relationships and that “tweets” are real conversations. It's sad, reall

Scientists have determined that a tiny freshwater organism known as the "bdelloid rotifer" gave up sex 40 million years ago. And you thought the spark had gone out of your marriage.

“Why do you write filth?” they howl

The border crossing at El Paso will soon be arriving. I'm apprehensive about Mexico, all the violence.

On his knees he divinates diverging lines with belly laughs he levitates the rebel spheres into geodes .

This may be too religious for you, as at first it was so with me. But I assure you, on my scholarly integrity, I have found the Genesis Serpent’s skin! Yes, that Genesis Serpent--though just a leftover piece of him,

At night, I wake up, and Daddy's in the bathroom with a hanger in his mouth....

Rarely is Quay Street so clean, Monday in rain, Neactain’s ticking over with Slow jazz and crosswords, Stout and steaming anoraks.

I walked to work back then...

The separation—the plan—had been a long time coming. After years of fighting and therapy and apologizing and, finally, silence, their marriage was about to die of exhaustion.

It was a pleasant time, my thoughts were mostly good ones, with little effort wasted on regret.

Not a fuss, not a stink, The eulogy, deep, will make one think, Grandmother, sat in back, will wink