Writer: Terese Robison

Frank, Start, Middle and End

Frank, Start, Middle and End

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{Jul 8, 2019}

I’ll be listening now to Rachmaninoff, thinking about Marc in every note. “Hear that, Frankie?” I murmur. Frank could whirr back in a murmur. I’ll rest against his pretend skin, accepting tenderness when he offers it. But sometimes, hugs are what I miss, and I lash out.… more

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