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badlydrawnstickman's Blogs in May 2008

Photograph.
The photograph is like a window through time and memory. The old man sits alone on a park bench with his overcoat pulled tightly around him to guard against the late winter chill. The photograph, clutched in his stained fingers, trembles slightly in the breeze and with the tremor of his......Read More

Posted on: 2008-05-02 12:41:46 | Rating:

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Time (II).
"Hey! I just had a crazy thought. What if you could change your past; would you do it?" The suggestion comes from my best mate, Jack Perkins. We are at the pub, The Hound and Barrell, where we have talked and drank for almost 15 years. Jenny, the curvey bar-maid, pulls a pint......Read More

Posted on: 2008-05-04 13:21:46 | Rating:

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Typewriter.
The sky hangs heavy, still and grey, threatening rain over the Virginia countryside. Tricia drives distactedly in her ancient pickup truck, speeding along the broken asphalt of a desolate road toward her home on the outskirts of town. She lights a Marlboro and inhales deeply, and then rests......Read More

Posted on: 2008-05-05 12:23:48 | Rating:

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Ed and the Zombie SK8R Babes.
The 'tomato incident' had made Ed and his Grandmother even closer, and they passed a quiet winter together playing checkers, doing jigsaw puzzles and having tomato soup made from store-bought tomatoes. They had decided to grow watermellons, zucchini and pumpkins in the garden this year,......Read More

Posted on: 2008-05-12 12:25:11 | Rating:

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Fable.
A long time ago and far away at the edge of the world, there lived... "A King!" shouts one. "An Evil Witch!" shouts out another. No, dear children, it was neither a rich King nor an Evil Witch. It was a very special tree. This tree was special for two reasons.......Read More

Posted on: 2008-05-15 12:49:37 | Rating:

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Edie.
When Edie enters the party, all eyes turn to her and there is a collective intake of breath which robs the room of air and makes everyone a little giddy. Mine are among the eyes that turn to see her as she glides in, thin as a wisp, on the arm of Andy Warhol. The rest of the Factory......Read More

Posted on: 2008-05-17 12:44:20 | Rating:

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Failure.
My tongue is numb & fumbling; I cannot find the words to soothe your pain: and the distance widens becomes a gulf we cannot see to cross. Turn away instead, hiding behind anger & shame. An awkward moment, words are stilted, useless - cause me to fidget; eyes......Read More

Posted on: 2008-05-18 20:41:50 | Rating:

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CREEP!
The holiday Monday crowd in my regular coffee shop is good-natured and relaxed. I enter wearing my usual black jeans, black shirt and All-Stars, black also. Today, I have a black jean jacket and hoodie on because of the chill breeze and threat of showers. I hide behind thick-framed......Read More

Posted on: 2008-05-19 12:56:15 | Rating:

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Moment (II).
Moment (II). The tractor-trailer barrels into the intersection racing the amber light; twenty tons of iron, steel and inertia moving far too fast to deviate from its course now determined. On the pedestrian island, the tiny, young, Filipino woman that descended from the same bus as I,......Read More