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Rom Com

clapping-audience

He was due at one. At a quarter before he called from the lobby and got Ann Seldom’s voicemail again, so he went up anyway. Continue reading →

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January 26, 2017August 17, 2017 peterfrankiswrites
fictionhumorshort story

The Short Tax Return for Individuals

tax_return_ed

  • Start with your name: last first and then first last.
  • Do you have a preferred name?
  • Have you changed your name since your last return?
  • Have you changed your name in the last five years?
  • What did your name used to be? (Was it Amanda?)

Continue reading →

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January 25, 2017 peterfrankiswrites
fictionformshumorincome taxpoemrisiblesilly innuendoes

cold front coming (Akaroa, New Zealand)

new-zealand-landscape
the twilight is as green as greenstone
and there’s a cold front coming. Continue reading →

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January 24, 2017March 20, 2017 peterfrankiswrites
new zealandoriginal poempoemromancetravel

Alice

alice
Eleanor lies naked on the bed. No thoughts, she is pale and empty and a little chilly from the air-conditioning. Continue reading →

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January 23, 2017January 28, 2017 peterfrankiswrites
alice springsfictionshort storytouriststravel

Standing on the Leith Docks

leith_old

Now’s the day and now’s the hour;
and this December evening
the freshening wind brings
cabbage and a whiff of hashish, Continue reading →

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January 22, 2017August 17, 2017 peterfrankiswrites
leithoriginal poempoemscotland

Early days

thylacine-wombat “Generations of Western Australians have grown up with the fable of the State’s huge underground inland sea. Today, the fable became reality with the news from mining company Big Snake Nickel that they had discovered the massive water…” ABC, 7.30 Report, 16 May 2000


Found underground, a sea
in parched WA. Continue reading →

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January 21, 2017January 21, 2017 peterfrankiswrites
inland seaoriginal poempoemwestern australia

Happy now

onionskin

Satan asks
— Well?
— I never thought much about it. Certainly, I never believed any of this was likely. But I guess it’s what you don’t know that trips you up. I’ve always thought of myself as…well… moral. Continue reading →

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January 21, 2017August 17, 2017 peterfrankiswrites
fictionhumorshort storytransformations

The best man

kangaroo_paw
Marry me—let’s do it today
and tomorrow we’ll toast tequila
I’ll show you the fires of Manua Kea
and you can show me the dark side of the moon. Continue reading →

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January 20, 2017August 14, 2018 peterfrankiswrites
humorpoemromance

untitled

birds

Two old palings lean together. One wets a rolly
wrist all knobs and gristle Continue reading →

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January 19, 2017October 20, 2017 peterfrankiswrites
dverseoriginal poempoempsychotippi hedren

The futurefone

Glass Broken Shard Pointed Broken Glass Sharp CutWe were in bed when the future called. Lara sat straight up. ‘Oh god,’ she said bunching the bedclothes up against her mouth. ‘Answer it,’ she breathed, her eyes wild and staring. ‘Answerit, answerit ANSWER IT.’ Then she forced a fist into her mouth biting down and next she was hitting out at me arms windmilling like a wild thing, ‘Answer it.’
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January 18, 2017 peterfrankiswrites
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