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Dec 28, 2025 • Franky Dyson
Tides of change
I used to greet the new year with a list, in a brand-new journal, all neatly written and very hope-shaped.
Dec 27, 2025 • Franky Dyson
Quake City
Our Story
Dec 7, 2025 • Franky Dyson
Fear pressed it's freezing fingers across my mouth
I told it, that it can fuck off!
Dec 3, 2025 • Franky Dyson
“You already know this"
But I am just reminding myself
Dec 3, 2025 • Franky Dyson
The fruit was full of glitter
AND OTHER THINGS WE FIND WHEN WE STOP PRETENDING WE KNOW WHAT MEANING IS
Nov 30, 2025 • Franky Dyson
Who the fuck is Franky
When you finally stop running, life finally catches you
Nov 27, 2025 • Franky Dyson
The orchard and the machine: What Substack’s shift really means for writing like ours
I’m here because this is one of the few places where a writer can walk in with raw hands and not be told to clean first.
Nov 23, 2025 • Franky Dyson
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