Winter Room The chains of the swings hang still.The benches are covered in snow.High on a naked bough a crowLays down the law with beak and claw.I stare out the window...
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Admiral Cane searched the minibar for something to drink. “You drank all the champagne?†she asked, her face illuminated by the fridge light.Phaedra said in a dull...
Read MoreI’m very excited to have published a poem, North Star in the Whiskey Tit Journal. The other work is terrific, and it’s great to appear alongside so much...
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excerpt from The Martian Princess, Volume Three of Drift The line to the elevator was as disorderly as it was long. Thousands of people were crammed into holding pens...
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THE MAN WHO CAN'T DIE
"Frankel once again produces a thrilling futuristic dystopia which includes white-knuckle action, lots of sex and drugs, and a post-menopausal white-haired research scientist heroine who is trying to save the world from her own mad genius." Buy on Amazon | Buy on Whiskey Tit
GAHA: BABES OF THE ABYSS
"It's hard to put down this book, full of Frankel's autodidact ramblings and wild flights of language." Buy on Amazon | Buy on Whiskey Tit
SPECIMEN TANK
"There's more truth in this book than anyone in the biotech industries would care to admit. Plus, it's funny as hell." Buy on Amazon