So It Was Cancer
Frank Indiana
- Location
- Indianapolis, Indiana,
- Birthday
- August 25
- Bio
- When I was 44 years old, love saved my life.
MY RECENT POSTS
- At The OS Pirate Wimmen Party
April 19, 2011 05:58PM - Calling In Drowsy
March 01, 2011 06:21AM - Marry
February 14, 2011 03:25PM - Done
September 01, 2010 06:34AM - The Blog As Literature: Is
There A Future?
July 12, 2010 08:17PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “I have often thought
this sort of thing. You have
expressed
it more eloquently
th…”
May 10, 2013 05:16AM - “Good morning, Mom. Watch
your step: there are dog snips
all
over the place.”
April 20, 2011 07:26AM - “Lord, my blog is mess.
Spilled
booze...double
comments...pile
s of meth...
In
the…”
April 20, 2011 05:31AM - “Dear
Diary,
Today, it
happened. Trig was at a
loss...
Hey,
Trig!”
April 19, 2011 09:55PM - “Okay, I believe I've
accomplished my mission. Now
it's
y'all's turn to bring it
h…”
April 19, 2011 09:40PM
Frank Indiana's Links
At The OS Pirate Wimmen Party
Candy brought tequila;
1_Mad_Mom brought rum;
CK Dexter Haven said she
Wouldn’t even come
Unless someone brought some vino
And a sparkly party hat.
Lorraine said she was busy
Unless someone fed her cat
And she really wished that… Read full post »
Calling In Drowsy
Hello, Jerry: just
called to let you know
that my love will
not make your nine
o’clock this morning; she
will be staying in bed
with me, and we
will be snoozing around,
naked bodies pressed together
in half-awake lovers bliss,… Read full post »
Marry
Let us be lovers:
We’ll marry our fortunes together.
- Paul Simon
An old Subaru wagon (not pretty
but plows through two feet of snow);
some socks and t-shirts with holes;
blue jeans also with holes and
a scratched-up guitar (one hole);… Read full post »
Done
We've laughed and cried and had our fun:
I wrote a story, and now it's done.
Today, I deleted every post,
But shuffled through them like a ghost
And saved your comments, every one.
I thank you all. My story's done. Read full post »
The Blog As Literature: Is There A Future?
Yesterday, I posted the last installment of my blog-novel, So It Was Cancer: A Love Story. I'm not here to debate its merits. Those, ultimately, are for someone else to judge.
Now that I'm finished, though, I want to reflect a bit on the form. Does the blog-novel have a place in contemporar… Read full post »
Perseids
The sky was filled with shooting stars I
thought were fireflies and you
did not see; we sat in the grass
and talked about everything else, while
just above our heads, millions of miles
away, celestial sparks flew,
and the photons of a… Read full post »
Damaged Goods
Pull up a booth, and let’s tell each other
tales of the road: the places we’ve stopped
and the faces we’ve seen and the people
we’ve lost along the way. I want to hear
what cracked your windshield and what
the radio played when… Read full post »
Temporary
I would have a permanent tattoo in
tattoo blue, one that sun and soap
could not fade nor the passing of years
the sentiment diminish; a dark bird
on my wrist or spider on my ankle,
or a tiny heart-shaped box to remind me… Read full post »
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