Drabble
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Tonight I am sharing a poem I wrote for my grandfather’s 84th birthday. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to attend his birthday and missed seeing him the last time I was visiting California, but this was written with him in mind. My grandfather has always been a very quiet man about his emotions but when I…
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His father was in New York; “stopping at some joint or other,” he told himself. Just like that New York was dampened in all its glory and splendor. It was as if there was no escaping Cordelia Street. Evidently it was following him. Paul racked his brain while both hands ruffled through his hair in…
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[ This is an old piece I’d written and have decided to bring to my blog of growing random drabbles. I’ll start the character muses Now. ] Character: Harley Quinn from Batman “ I’m in a little bit of trouble. And I’m in real deep. From the beginning to the end. He was no more…
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