Debby Hackbarth
/ GreyThoughts.InfoBe cautious when you…
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…you hear that thud?
What was in the lair?
Was it flesh and ...
By Debby Hackbarth
Many times throughout our…
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…I was a child, I was given weekly chores.
Since Dad was not around; Mom nagged us.
I would protest frequently: “I don’t have the …
By Debby Hackbarth
We were busy college …
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…the sixties, I was in my prime.
As an actress, it was always showtime.
As a scholar, studying disrupted…
By Debby Hackbarth
Grandmother shared …
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… grandmother was sitting quietly in her favorite chair meditating, she said: “Susy, something is thumping at the corners of my mind.” I wanted to understand what was going on in her brain; however, I was late and needed to rush to my…
By Debby Hackbarth
This poem is based on a true…
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…not know Mrs. Scott very well.
I met her when I visited her son.
I saw her from afar, sullen and…
By Debby Hackbarth
Writing can be many things…
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…one writes, it’s creating.
Similar to a musician, it’s composing.
To help others, its’ …
By Debby Hackbarth