the doctor always asks
what do I see,
now that you’re gone,
when I think of you.
I say I see thighs,
tanned and gleaming,
kissed by the proper
Bonwit skirt, rising
through the terminal
toward me and above
your thighs
that smile,
a Southern girl’s,
uncoiling.
Donal Mahoney, a native of Chicago, lives in St. Louis, MO. He is the son of Irish immigrants, which explains why there is no "d" at the end of his first name. Pronounced with a long "o," "Donal" is Gaelic for Daniel. It was his father's choice. This name caused his son considerable consternation in grammar school as he had to explain to nuns on the first day of class why he could not spell his own name.