Thank you Steven! Glad you enjoyed. Veery much appreciate it.
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Thank you Steven! Glad you enjoyed. Veery much appreciate it.
Thanks...very much appreciate the kind words!
It was a grey, rainy afternoon in Tokyo, that much I remembered. And she was a vision in white, with just a hint of black around her tiny waist.
She sat up high, straddling me with a sly smile as...
Imagine this.
You’re in the doctor’s office. The exams are done. The tests are conclusive.
And the news is not good.
“It’s an incurable disease,” the doc says sadly. “It’s progressive and...
Thanks for the note...glad I didn't lose you!
Thank you! Thank you!
Appreciate the kind words, Steven. It needs to be said, again, and again, and again.
Landing back in the United States. Valentine's Day surprise for a certain someone, I pass through the Atlanta airport in search of my next gate…and the smoking lounge.
Slightly buzzed from the...
Thanks for the kind words. Very much appreciated
Really appreciate the kind words. Much thanks.
Thanks, KP. It's a sadly beautiful story.
Very much appreciate the kind words. Thank you.
Thanks for the kind words....I'm working on it.
Thanks...and yes, I do.
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Remember me, babe
Remember me when the clouds grow ominous and the thunder shakes the windows.
Remember me when you hear Pachelbel, and the exact moment we realized how much we love his...
Mahal Kita
In my mind’s eye I see Divine pulling to a stop outside arrivals at Honolulu International Airport. She has the top pulled down, her brown skin shining in the sun. It’s a blue mustang...
Thanks for the feedback! The Little Stevie reference was a fun part of the piece. Nice catch on that.
Sitting in the bar with my buddy Mikey G. Having a few beers and listening to him talk. I was the listener, the buyer of beers and shots, but not the wingman.
Because just then Mikey G could...
I am Sober And You are Gone
By C. Paolo Harrington
Sunday morning at 7 a.m. A November Sunday – grey, cold skies.
The light creeps through my self-consciousness. One eye opens, knowing...
Thanks!
Her First Vote
by C. Paolo Harrington
Woke up November 9th with a raging headache and a sense of foreboding. End of the world dread married to a raging hangover.
Jesus, what the **** just...
Very useful.
Here's the thing, though. If it was just a how much I love you, let me count the ways piece, would it be any less like a bowl of honey? In graf 12, I think the character is trying to...
This is really good feedback. I think you're right. Thanks.
Very much appreciated.
My dear friend - thank you for reading, and for writing. I will can assure you of two things: I am not as young as you may think...and it is entirely true.