Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Today's writing

He is not Henry. He is Bernie. He is my grandfather, my insanely badass, loving grandfather. When he was a kid he walked the Bronx with a two-by-four, daring the corners and alleys to attack. At seventeen he put pinpricks in his condoms so his father wouldn’t steal them. Nine months later he was presented with a baby brother.

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