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"Documentation"

by Franktank

What am I now and what was I then? Oh, the journey, my love, let it begin again. Looking back is hard, so hard, it is tough to stay here. You know what I am talking about, my dear. But never give up. I will never give up. At one time, I w...

1 Like | 0 comment | 638 views | Prose | June 18, 2019

"Let Me Save You The Trouble"

by Franktank

You can be my friend, sure. But let me save you the trouble. Most everything I am, leads to rubble. If you had my best years, it ain't getting better. There are times I can fight for a good time, reflect on a letter. But if someone wron...

1 Like | 0 comment | 833 views | Poetry | June 18, 2019

"Plane"

by Franktank

He boarded the plane in one of his fine suits. Sat down in his allotted seat and was glad to find that he was seated nearby the aisle. He did not like to be by the window seat. Though the view was nice, this was yet another business trip. H...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 801 views | Short Stories | June 9, 2019

"‘A Love That Devours’: Chapter 6: The Dinner"

by Franktank

Gertrude, Simmons, Bryce, Lorianna, Glorietta and Penelope sat down to dinner at a fine restaurant during Spring. The weather and days were getting longer and so when they arrived and sat down outside around 5:30, there was still plenty of...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 663 views | Short Stories | March 8, 2019

"A Love That Devours: Chapter 5: Fermenting"

by Franktank

Two and a half years were to pass before the next big scene. Isn't that an interesting thing sometimes? How everything wells up? Now, in this occasion, Bryce and Simmons were respectively closer toward being fifty-two and fifty-three, thei...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 623 views | Short Stories | March 4, 2019

"‘A Love That Devours’ Chapter 4: Wive’s Tails, Continued"

by Franktank

Lorianna and Bryce were toasty by the fireplace. Lorianna had tea and Bryce had a water. Bryce thought about his conversation with Penelope, but not too much. He didn't surround his life too much with another man's daughter. Even if it was...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 646 views | Short Stories | March 2, 2019

"A Love That Devours: Chapter 3: Wive’s Tales"

by Franktank

After the ferry ride, and a couple of days. Simmons, in bed with his wife, having been sworn to secrecy from Gertrude about her dream away from her father. Simmons kept the secret safe, but caved with his wife, Glorieta. "Glorieta dear, ha...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 665 views | Short Stories | March 1, 2019

"A Love That Devours: Chapter 2: Penelope’s Plot"

by Franktank

Penelope is the daughter of Simmons. Though she is Simmons' daughter, she is nothing like him at all. She is smart, yes, that is true. But unabashedly so. She talks to Bryce, Gertrude's father. And doesn't ever call it a date as Gertrude...

2 Likes | 1 comment | 713 views | Short Stories | February 26, 2019

"A Love That Devours: Chapter 1:"

by Franktank

Somewhere in London. "Gertrude, my dear. Your father has sent me to speak to you this evening. What is it my dear?" "I just wanted a date. No other boys have asked me lately and dad said I could always call on you. Even if you're almost f...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 485 views | Mystery | February 25, 2019

"More than a breeze through the trees"

by Franktank

I walk along the sidewalk through this California town. Definitely urban. There have been light storms in these parts. Elsewhere, snow. But the metropolitan of every kind of person squeezed into these city streets cannot keep this place do...

1 Like | 0 comment | 613 views | Prose | February 18, 2019

"After The Wall"

by Franktank

'Look, mom. I'm fighting in this war. Our country has fought in and helped many wars and many countries. We have even helped win in the world wars.' 'No, son. I want you to work, or go to school, what about music? You said you loved music....

2 Likes | 0 comment | 724 views | Realistic Fiction | January 14, 2019

"Knot fare"

by Franktank

It is not fair. Never was, never will be. A maple tree was planted nearly eighty years ago. The first ten years, it learned of the seasons in the cruelest accounts. The fog was fresh. The rain was wet. The sun was warm. Twenty yea...

2 Likes | 0 comment | 778 views | Prose | October 8, 2018

"A far ripple."

by Franktank

Organizationally, globally, fundamentally; I have to tell you... I light up my cigarette walking through the night's cadence in my leather jacket and holding an energy drink. I think back on past walks, wondering where I am now. I am goi...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 635 views | Journalistic Writing | September 16, 2018

"The Current Dilemma"

by Franktank

She was British. Eighty-five years old. White hair, and tactly curls. Thin, smart. Brilliant, in fact. Looked no more than sixty. Did everything right. Lived a long full life in hopes it would lead her somewhere eventually. These things don...

1 Like | 0 comment | 700 views | Short Stories | July 11, 2018

"Write About Her"

by Franktank

She told me to write about her. 'Write everything' she said. I told her I would, but if I did, it would probably just be about me. She asked, 'if you wrote everything though, would I be in it?' I said of course. Everything encountering from...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 697 views | Narrative Nonfiction | July 7, 2018

"I finally did it"

by Franktank

It took me six months. But I finally did it. I took off my watch. All those days and time's really, began to weigh me down. I need to be here at there, with the weight of this watch on my wrist. Literally carrying the weight of time on my...

0 Likes | 4 comments | 545 views | Speech | June 15, 2018

"The job: part 4"

by Franktank

Right before the week was over, but well before the next month had started, Mr. Arlington was calling Ms. Stuart into his office. 'Yes. I need Ms. Stuart in here pronto. What's that? Yes. Elizabeth. Okay, I'll let her in.' He put his finge...

1 Like | 0 comment | 567 views | Mystery | June 2, 2018

"The job: part 3"

by Franktank

She left his office feeling strangely unsatisfied. It was as if all of the work she had put into motion had meant nothing. All she wanted to do was ask what it was that he was in charge of, for her responsibilities as managing the startup o...

1 Like | 0 comment | 561 views | Mystery | May 28, 2018

"The job: part 2"

by Franktank

All of the keys went to every room. All except for his office. After a week of working the company and making changes, such as giving a few people raises and directing people to work longer hours, she wanted to check in with the main boss....

0 Likes | 2 comments | 571 views | Mystery | May 28, 2018

"The job: part 1"

by Franktank

"Do come in." He said. He had his feet on his jet black desk, then moved them onto the carpet floor. He had round eyes. His glasses were on the desk, facing his direction. He had a meeting with a woman coming from the town square. She had a...

0 Likes | 2 comments | 786 views | Mystery | May 25, 2018

"May 23rd, of 2018"

by Franktank

Gah! The discontentment of May 23rd of 2018. The lackluster cold. Fragmented rains out of nowhere in last night. What are the gods of weather doing in a time like today? Why are people outside? Where is the breath of life? I sa...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 525 views | Speech | May 23, 2018

"Long Time Ago, Up Till Now"

by Franktank

A long time ago, supposedly. Crawling out of the water, or diving back in, or being in both, like the prehistoric alligator, the turtle, the hippo. The sea lion, the otter, the snakes, frogs. Tadpoles only survive in the womb of water. Then...

0 Likes | 2 comments | 603 views | Prose | May 23, 2018

"Carried Away"

by Franktank

I get carried away. Several galaxies pulling me in different directions. The way music finds the feen. I relate with Hurts like Heaven. The spring of colours pouring out of me trying to live. But subtle fear remains saying, stay to your cor...

1 Like | 1 comment | 589 views | Fairy Tales | May 6, 2018

"I’ll look back on this someday"

by Franktank

Yesterday, the humidity caused the birds to stay awake all night in celebration of warmer weather. It was one of those pre-mature parties because today, the sky got clunky with clouds and eventually collided together to a small swarm of rai...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 677 views | Journalistic Writing | April 16, 2018

"Chapter 29: Don’t Go"

by Franktank

I see her so clearly. Her black hair. She's short. Darker skin of an arabian blend. She reminds me, the taste of her skin. Like black licorice. A preference, I begin. I run to her. I put my arm on her shoulder. It's colder than I could have...

1 Like | 0 comment | 733 views | Short Stories | April 14, 2018

"Chapter 28: Prisoner"

by Franktank

I don't decide when it happens. I'll be laying down. All is quiet, all is still. Then the realization comes to me, and I begin to ache. I can't even fake that I'm going to be alright. Not until my keeper is safe in delight. I toss and turn...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 512 views | Mystery | April 13, 2018

"Chapter 27: Afraid of Heights"

by Franktank

How high we can get. But if you appreciate the lows, those heights seem too out of reach. A life crippling depression will be your new escape. Those bottles will just be ornaments. Those pipes will just be pieces that leave you with a sickn...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 580 views | Journalistic Writing | April 9, 2018

"Chapter 26: Cigarette Lighthouse"

by Franktank

Loving her was a drag. And I love smoking. I would be fuming. She'd say it was bad for my health. But she was my addiction. I wanted to do everything with her. I wanted to damage her, then put her back together. I wanted to infuriate her, a...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 594 views | Prose | April 6, 2018

"Chapter 25: Balance"

by Franktank

The soft steps of spring. Tad poles finding their legs. The ripple in the middle of the pond. The quiet warm breeze. The courtship of enduring love. The whole day amounting to something. The night indoors with loved ones. The salty stalenes...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 581 views | Journalistic Writing | April 4, 2018

"Chapter 24: Burrowed Time"

by Franktank

I died a long time ago in this lifetime. How I made it back, I'm not so sure. That itself took even more time. But I'm weary. I'm travelled. I know things about people, having lived a half life, to know what to expect. You need to mess wit...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 754 views | Short Stories | April 2, 2018

"Chapter 23: Life"

by Franktank

Do you know how hard it is to hold the secrets of the universe? Knowing the erect mountainsides. The eruption of volcanoes. The sensation of a flood to cool down these deep waters. Having ideas spring up to skyscrapers. Having the guile to...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 501 views | Speech | March 29, 2018

"Chapter 22: Steel"

by Franktank

I wish you stuck around. Had the muster to realize I'm an anomoly. How can I describe myself? You shut me out the door, I'll come knocking three months later. You let me in, but I'm not the same. I wear you out with my big grin, my big ch...

1 Like | 0 comment | 724 views | Short Stories | March 28, 2018

"Chapter 21: Sleepers Keep in Touch"

by Franktank

I'm big, tall, and gangly. Some say awkward, strange, and a phenomenon. Being 7'4 and over a hundred years old has its perks. Our family, the family of sleepers, live in the woods and have so for a few thousand years. Your guys' culture is...

12 Likes | 0 comment | 734 views | Short Stories | March 26, 2018

"Chapter 20: Vengeance"

by Franktank

She is a cascade of darker shades. She sees the world in colors that make my world seem dull and grey. She doesn't know about the sick convoluted realities. The world doesn't show her that side when she's around. But I've seen it. I know h...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 687 views | Short Stories | March 23, 2018

"Chapter 19: Bee Trail"

by Franktank

Knowing you're going to get stung....

0 Likes | 0 comment | 671 views | Short Stories | March 22, 2018

"Chapter 18: Mountain’s Edge"

by Franktank

To read Chapter 17, click on my profile. I posted that chapter earlier. It is called 'Carry' Chapter 18: Mountain's Edge One wrong step on the mountain's edge would leave the body in bad shape. The cliffs were narrowly walked along toward...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 686 views | Short Stories | March 20, 2018

"Chapter 16: Back"

by Franktank

He said he would be back. He walked outside. Closed the door. Then I saw his face no more. When he finally came back, he brought back gifts and wonders. I was mainly jealous he chose that time elsewhere. But I had pushed him away. When he...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 687 views | Short Stories | March 20, 2018

"Chapter 15: The Cage"

by Franktank

There was a giant cage. It held nothing but soil beneath it. A tall, six foot by six foot cage. A bird dropped off and landed on the cage. Took a crap. White and brown bird shit. Inside the dropping was a seed. The seed was of a sequoia t...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 715 views | Short Stories | March 19, 2018

"Chapter 14: The Phoenix"

by Franktank

The bird went back to its old nest. There was a baby bird there dropped off and abandoned. The bird immediately threw up. Gagging on its spit, but feeding the baby bird. The baby bird hadn't eaten in a day and could taste the strength from...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 709 views | Short Stories | March 16, 2018

"Chapter 13: Dew Drop"

by Franktank

I want her to be my morning, and my sunset. I would wake up in the early morning and have her by my side. Not just physically. I would work hard to make a living. And work hard to have her family on my side. We would believe in the good p...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 650 views | Realistic Fiction | March 14, 2018