Michele McDannold

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Name: Michele McDannold
Date registered: June 15, 2010

Latest posts

Underground report: denver. — July 7, 2013
Underground Pre-Report: Cleveland, Ohio. — July 7, 2013
Underground report: Carlinville, Illinois. — July 7, 2013
Underground Report: Jacksonville, Illinois. — July 7, 2013
E.E. Cummings — July 7, 2013

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Apr 21

Consequences

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archives, Flash

by Michele McDannold

You were chasing demons with a Marlin .22 magnum rifle: floating demons, carried by wind and gray mist. Demons who showed their horrifically hideous distorted faces only through glass or in mirrors. Raising the rifle when the howling spirits appeared, you pulled the trigger. But never hit your target. The bullet passed straight through them. …

Apr 18

20 years ago

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archives, Poetry

by Michele McDannold

Communism fell in Eastern Europe and the fascists and criminals took over and they’ve cut down all the trees and sunflowers and all the young are leaving cuz there ain’t no jobs and there ain’t no hope either so long as that 3-headed monster called America stomps all over the world but there’s Fidel raising …

Apr 15

status update will carry over

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archives, Poetry

by Michele McDannold

The problem with daylight, like it’s been on since dawn (see?) crack of, and billabong of garbage men having come and gone for six long hours now like it’s two in the after noon, I really ought to be writing about garbage men woke me into guilt, like clattering metal lids, battering ram of hydraulics …

Apr 12

Inscriptions

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archives, Poetry

by Michele McDannold

Enlightenment’s swat team shoves its way in takes command secures the outpost tallies up the phantom body count whites out all its previous defeats While you you wander off grope beneath the trestles and along the sewers eyes shut fingers sensitized to cuts abrasions fugitive graffiti There’s no Rosetta Stone for this your hand lingers and contorts to reenact the …

Apr 09

Jesus vs. the Real Thing

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archives, Poetry

by Michele McDannold

My Bois d’Ilet can stop the holes from grabbing me in the night. Your Holy Spirit play hanky-panky with Jewish virgins. My Erzulie can swear and kiss; your Mary, dressed in blue, pales before her million candles. My Legba yield both eggs and sperm; your sweet Jesus stay limp and yield only Green Stamps for …

Apr 06

Take Me Home

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by Michele McDannold

After the movie I saw alone, I wandered into the bar. My throat clenched and my chest heaved to spot Cody. The ease of his toothy smile, the way he slung his arm around the shoulders of whomever made him laugh, the sandy blonde hair sweeping over his eyes. I discarded my paperback novel on …

Apr 03

Untitled Lesbian Poem

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archives, Poetry

by Michele McDannold

Sex is overrated G to XYZ and Love is too hard {taking up the ass}. That’s why i turned trannie and hit on a bi-sexual Adult Video and Toy Store attendant whose butch lesbian girlfriend ran me down and whipped my ass on the maxi-pad isle at the grocery store for quick clean-up. Yes, she …

Mar 31

the future is the ghosts of cowards raping your children

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archives, Poetry

by Michele McDannold

and isn’t this what you wanted? weren’t you assured that casting your vote would only ever change things for the better? did you just keep sucking whatever cock was shoved down your throat? of course you did, you mindless fuck –John Sweet

Mar 28

The Doctrine of the Similar

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archives, Poetry

by Michele McDannold

The dominant metaphor here is mimesis. The act of mimicry. Reproduction. Imitation. We’re talking the facts of facsimiles. Echoes and iterations. Growth hormones in every pot and two carbon copies of carbon footprints in every garage. Our home movies play like tired reruns, exit polls from Sunday’s big game. Every ballot a quilt with a …