When Frank Went for a Walk in the Wood
He moved slower and slower, each creaking step, his knuckles becoming knobs, his fingers blossoming into thick black leaves as he slammed an arm down on the branch of the tree. Continue reading When Frank Went for a Walk in the Wood
Why Frank Chose His Family Over an Eternal Orgy
“Go on, ask your questions, you guys always have them.” Continue reading Why Frank Chose His Family Over an Eternal Orgy
What Happened When Frank Stopped Dancing
Head, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes! Continue reading What Happened When Frank Stopped Dancing
Gridlocked
“Everything’s fine,’ Sam would insist ‘It’s just your maternal instinct kicking in, nature’s way of ensuring survival. I’d be more inclined to worry if you didn’t respond as quickly.” Continue reading Gridlocked
What Are You?
I discovered that having a race, like having a gender, meant playing a social role. I was being categorized. Continue reading What Are You?
Save to Drafts Vol. 3
We hope this project may serve as a reminder for how chaotic our emotions often are, how mind-numbingly funny you might actually be, and, above all else: that you never, ever, ever have to post. Continue reading Save to Drafts Vol. 3
Because Frank Could Not Stop for Death She Kindly Stopped for Him
“What is the average number of pickles you can fit in a pickle jar?” he said. He looked down at her with an eyebrow raised and went on. “Hm, how many smoked ham bones can a three-hundred-pound man eat before he dies?” Continue reading Because Frank Could Not Stop for Death She Kindly Stopped for Him
Not bad! #6
Today, we are featuring three poems by Boston-area poet poet Harry Meltzer. Continue reading Not bad! #6
All Dogs (And Frank) Go To Heaven
By Benjamin Davis Frank died. A vast field opened up before him. He looked around, left then right. He frowned. To his left was a green plain of roaming hills. To his right, a landscape of nightmares. For as far as he could see, a squirming, wriggling desert of fat worms stretched ahead. Frank moved closer to it. His vision wasn’t great. But still, it … Continue reading All Dogs (And Frank) Go To Heaven
A Grand Vision
Masterchef is want freed of threat of its conclusion; Masterchef is life without fear of death. It is banal and unending. Continue reading A Grand Vision
