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“I'm not the kind of faggot who wants to put a rainbow sticker on a machine gun.”
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“In a world of watered-down bestsellers and formula novels, Hitching to Nirvana eases back just enough to show the blade which cuts the real open, then bolts forward again, giving us a charged, swerving dance to self-actualization. Hitching to Nirvana is a magnetic forcefield, not just pulling us beautifully into the story, but into our own lives. It's rare when a writer can open the shared world with such a deft, personal touch. Janet Mason is a genius.”
― The Book of Frank
― The Book of Frank
“I’m here for the show” the man said
looking under Frank’s shirt for the door
“I’m no theater” Frank said
a line formed
must he admit them all?
many had umbrellas
a blind woman
waited with
her dog
“it’s gonna be a great show” someone said
“but when’s he gonna let us in?”
Frank’s tears began to fall
someone ripped his doors open
they filled him for an hour”
― The Book of Frank
looking under Frank’s shirt for the door
“I’m no theater” Frank said
a line formed
must he admit them all?
many had umbrellas
a blind woman
waited with
her dog
“it’s gonna be a great show” someone said
“but when’s he gonna let us in?”
Frank’s tears began to fall
someone ripped his doors open
they filled him for an hour”
― The Book of Frank
“every March Frank
loses his circle of friends
he's in the backyard
face in hands
surrounded by seven
carrots and seven
corncob pipes in seven
puddles of water with
fourteen eyes
made out
of coal”
― The Book of Frank
loses his circle of friends
he's in the backyard
face in hands
surrounded by seven
carrots and seven
corncob pipes in seven
puddles of water with
fourteen eyes
made out
of coal”
― The Book of Frank
“For love, Frank spoke softly into envelopes instead of writing letters.”
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“Coming from white trash has advantages people with money don't seem to understand. For years, I've watched friends whose parents are doctors and bankers live in FEAR (even while rebelling) that they don’t achieve enough, aren’t good enough, clean enough, and especially NOT thin enough … Now, if you don’t mind I have a date with a delicious smartass with a trick jaw who’s on his way over to my place with freshly made chocolate pudding and a can of whipped cream!”
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