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For Zalem A Poem by Daigneault Forged in the dark earth of Kansas by a preacher and his wife She was an educated woman in a time ...

Open Mic By Daigneault Every Tuesday night they show Like Vikings gathering for a battle A battle void of spoils Except the n...

Quiet… in three! A Poem by Daigneault Hands that feel Heart that speaks Standing alone To give To please No one ...

Extreme Grill Cleaning and Lighting Okay, you’re having a party in the backyard. You’ve marinated your famous Pollo Asado overnight an...

As a writer I often look back through old pieces that I have started, some have been put aside due to a writing myself into a corner. O...

The Norman Midnight By Daigneault Vacant congregation Standing in line Desolate perversion Inflation of the soul Sex...

Manifest Destiny (Rorschach sideways, views fifty-five) By Daigneault Late October Two AM Rodriguez’s sighting The exec...

One year ago today I wrote my first blog post. My friend and mentor Bob Boze Bell suggested that I should have a blog and so I started. ...

Out Joe Daigneault 1278 words I show up, as usual, twenty minutes before the rest of the crew. The sky to the east is just star...

This is a chapter in my up coming Novel Willie. Please send any comments that you may have or share it with friends that might like read...

This is a small chapter in the beginning of my novel, "Willie" it takes place about halfway through my first day I was getting y...