Gluestick and a bunch of photos i took while driving. there are a bunch because you don’t look and just snap snap snap, hope for the best. sounds a bit like life sometimes. no idea about gluestick before but now i know, it was awesome and i’ll be back.

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https://gluestickfest.wordpress.com/

ps that 1st pic is Craig making a zine on our drive down there which was damn lovely as well. he gave it away to a now not stranger during the fest. hearts were won, mine anyway. viva la underground

vagrant observations

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West Coast Notebook Re-Entry Poem

if only all days
were the ways
in which
the rainbow propagates
into jumbo mouse ears.
wrought iron fences shaped to
hold the childhood in.
what sort of wicked porn
turned this into
a busty lustful waterfall moment
a wife-beater
wet w/ sweat moment
the are you joking me
about the avocados moment.
only in the absurd
does absolute purity
dine on skin flick

the center of the country pretends these margins do not exist
while they’re ogling all over it
while they’re licking the sweat right off!
it’s an interesting slice of pie

heyyMichele McDannold is the author of Stealing the Midnight from a Handful of Days, a book of poetry available from PUNK HOSTAGE PRESS. She was the Editor-in-Chief at Red Fez Publications for five years and is currently the editor/publisher at Citizens for Decent Literature. She has an extensive collection of flannel and rubber chicken heads. For more, please visit michelemcdannold.com.

sometimes i forget i have a blog

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cityscapes while sitting on a cold, cold stone

it’s been a full day
business + reminisce,
lake shore & shoreline.
the city-
it costs to walk the streets here.
unnoticed is unpaid…
not everyone has a dream beyond
a warm meal and a safe bed.

street gospel thaws a pedestrian
every 6 or 7 turns.
that’s not too bad
but it’s not too good either.

can you tell me where the yellow brick road goes
when unaccompanied by
red sequined shoes?

bitch, ain’t nobody
got time for that.

Legit AF April with featured performer RYDER COLLINS! Monday, April 10

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Monday, April 10th, 6-8PM CT

https://www.facebook.com/events/986189918182338/

love needs an explanation?

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Café

We pick up from the streets, words
and skin stretched
thin over
mother’s lips.
Dumpster love along the spillway, free;
sunshine through the way. She
dances to the jukebox,
a knife in back of cowboy lust
to celebrate the waitress.

Open sign askew a door
of rust and nails of regret
scratchandspitandspew
coffee dust.

from Stealing the Midnight from a Handful of Days

heyyMichele McDannold is the author of Stealing the Midnight from a Handful of Days, a book of poetry available from PUNK HOSTAGE PRESS. She was the Editor-in-Chief at Red Fez Publications for five years and is currently the editor/publisher at Citizens for Decent Literature. She has an extensive collection of flannel and rubber chicken heads. For more, please visit michelemcdannold.com.