by Edward Mullany | Feb 11, 2013
Mike, Thirteen* Mike, thirteen, steals a can of Coke from the cooler in back of the old store. That night, he dreams he is caught, but the next morning he can’t remember his dreams. It’s summer. The can of Coke is at his friend’s house, on the ping pong table....
by Edward Mullany | Dec 19, 2012
I have nothing to say. But even that sentence, I see, is saying something, which makes it untrue, or both true and untrue at the same time. Yesterday, when I walked through the park, I saw a woman feeding squirrels. She said, when I stopped to watch, “What is it you...
by Edward Mullany | May 21, 2012
It seems fitting to conclude this season’s Why Write? series as deftly as Daryl Scroggins began it. And who is more deft than Edward Mullany? Why Write? An old woman tells the story of how, in her youth, she fell in love with a man who was not the man she...
