lovesick writer’s block

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this poem both explains and ends the dry spell. feels good

space time continuum for dummies

it took me five days
to realize why i was
so depressed
the anniversary
of the day we met
some years ago, now
different everything

i didn’t notice the date…
keep track of the day of week
by what everyone else
around me
is doing

soon there’ll be
a new anniversary
though i forget the date
the last time i saw you

we’d spent the night
in a white trash
ghetto
airbnb
played pool for most the hours
set a grill on fire
pretended to fish
i washed the dishes
and after
we just laid there
talking quietly
about the times
good, bad, and ugly
holding hands
like a couple of junior high kids
tick of clock
tick
tick
tick

in the morning
we did not say goodbye

we had a fit
like no other

i guess
that’ll have to
be enough

heyyMichele McDannold is the author of the chapbook Point of Departure from COCKLEBUR PRESS and 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.

love story resolutions

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when she figures out it’s not a love story–
let her go.

regret is for the
moon dust
she leaves behind
somewhere there
in the days you spent
akin to the last rays
at sunset
to the kiss
that lasted
all the hours..


Michele 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.

farewell trade

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may 14 2015

went to the venice boardwalk– ocean, freak and mountain view.. and the beach where i left your name scrawled in the sand and properly buried under a thousand tiny goodbyes. i found the perfect seashell in trade–a brilliant purple on the inside, the smooth surface of time on the outer. that spot on the beach is fuller now, really good air too. i thought you’d like that.


Michele 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.