Frankenberry's Attic

A Frankenblog

  • Oranges and Halter Tops (flash fiction)

    So I have this new friend who posted an idea for some flash fiction, with a picture to base it on. “Do you see anyone?” “What?” “Do you see … dude, never mind. You are just fucking dim” “No, I don’t see anyone and yes, I see that too and no I’m not dim, sometimes… Continue reading

  • Tooth

    Tooth It was early 2020 before the world got bent and the rubber gloves told me that that thing was going to need to come out, another tooth to not weirdly save in a flowery box that Mom has in a closet right next to her fall pajamas. I went with that and ran. For… Continue reading

  • The Out Loud (songs)

    After re-visiting my Cujo the cat tune I thought I’d go back to a few other things. Some recent Never Trump & GOP things. ////////////////////////////////////////// We Want You To Be We (to Cheap Trick “I Want You To Want Me”) We Want You … To Be … We . We want you to be we… Continue reading

  • To Pee Or Not To … I Didn’t Pee (Cujo the Cat song) – A Revisit

    The other day as I was checking out my Blog stats at WordPress, the platform I use for the Attic and one of the cool things about WordPress, the ability to see your sites “traffic”, I noticed that an older parody tune of mine had recently gotten a couple of unexpected downloads/listens. Now I am… Continue reading

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  • So Then Sunday: Oompa Loompa Bob Song: An Oompa Loompa Cautionary Tale/Eulogy

    Thought to just a little fun for a “So Then Sunday” today. From back in the Spring, my version of the Oompa Loompa song for an unfortunate guy named Bob. I know, you’re saying “Damn Frankenberry! This is just what I didn’t know I needed today!” You’re welcome. //////////////////////////////////////// April 2, 2024 So a friend,… Continue reading

  • The Troll Under The Stairs

    Beck: Dammit!! Me: What? I had made my way upstairs into Beck’s kitchen which then leads into the dining room where she was sitting at the dining room table with her dinner. Beck: You’re supposed to make a sound, any sound! Me: What? The steps creak a bit, and that handrail just lost a screw… Continue reading

  • Exit 21B

    There is this spot, what was surely a vibrant truck stop once, that I pass in my to an fro’s in my new commute along the NY State Thruway. It sits vacant, boarded, graffitied, among all the other alive spots I pass where you can grab some gas, a bit of shut-eye or maybe a… Continue reading

  • The Scrapbook And The Man In The Black Fedora (flash fiction)

    So another prompt at dVerse Poets … It’s Monday and, at the dVerse Poets Pub, we are writing Prosery, the very short piece of prose or flash fiction that tells a story with a beginning, middle and end. It can be in any genre of your choice, but it does have a limit of 144… Continue reading

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  • Her Name Is Kelsay (apparently)

    I know, all these years of me being single and not caring of such, and then Kelsay came along. I realize she seems a bit out of my league, well actually in another league entirely, like a completely different sport, but if you are going to dive back in let it be the deep end… Continue reading

  • Gonna Wanna Rule Somebody – Revisit (song)

    So back in March I did a version of Dylan’s “Gotta Serve Somebody” and thought I would re-post it here now. That’s it. Gonna Wanna Rule Somebody You may be a wished dictator who’s scripting a dream Of what to do in year 25 with a right’s loyalist team Who’r mapping out a dire plan where… Continue reading

-The Cricket

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-Arthur

-Saphira

-Shoes

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