By Benjamin Davis Welcome to “What Happened When Frank Died.” In this column, for as long as I’m allowed, I’m going to kill Frank. Like—a lot. Worse, every two weeks, he will then be subjected to a multiverse of afterlives: absurd, funny, brutal, depressing, wild, creepy, heart-wrenching afterlives. Some will be based on existing theories, some on my own demented imaginings. In each, Frank will … Continue reading When Frank Met a True Believer
By then, Frank had lost all reason. He didn’t understand the words spoken over his suited corpse. He didn’t und Continue reading How Frank Became Meat
My class is to LOVE Italian. Va bene? Continue reading Buonanotte, Eddie
“Anything. I don’t know where we are, or what this is, or why or anything at all so, if that is what you’re wondering you should press on.” Continue reading What Frank Found in the Field
Mommy, Frank thought, that sounds nice. Continue reading What Happened When Frank Lived (Again)
You’re left with the worst lives imaginable; guidance counselors, directors of human resources, middle school math teachers. Continue reading What Frank Found in His Pocket
Don’t You Want Me, Baby asks: what is rejection? Continue reading Q&A: Talk Vomit
I pour samples of hazy IPAs for a tourist trio, fresh off the golf course. “Looks like orange juice,” says one. I hear that every day, but I fake a smile. Continue reading Not bad! #8
Over wire-rimmed glasses, Virginia Woolf peers down at the drawing, takes in the words, breathes in an imagined Argentinian starry sky. Continue reading December 14th 1922
She held a clipboard and contempt. Continue reading Why Frank Demanded a Refund
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