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“Founding Fathers is a terrifyingly believable story of a supremacist uprising. The characters perpetuate acts of extreme violence whilst an anti-hero in the guise of Peter York is thrust before us, looking helplessly on, passively enabling events. This is Peter’s great conflict and through him Gagnier forces us to face the frightening truth that Peter is us.”
John de Gruyther, The World Outside the Window
“Nicholas Gagnier has weaved fire into Founding Fathers, and I dare anyone who reads it to step away and try not to check themselves and everything they believe.”
Nicole Lyons, The Lithium Chronicles
“The gritty, urban, naturalistic settings and details are my favorite quality of Gagnier’s writing, he doesn’t just take you there, he writes with uncanny visual acumen and the people he creates, stay with you long after finishing his book.”
Candice Daquin, Pinch the Lock
Water gone poverty in the rise
you gave the people of Flint nothing and told them lies
Heroin ODs and people who have been poisoned with lead
the government might as well have wished you dead
Babies get sick while white men get paid
Rick Snyder is hoping the Black race fades
Higher drop out rates come with it which isn’t a surprise
people not being able to leave which makes them feel paralyzed
Target practice and bombings go on
that our government inflicts strait from the pentagon
No one helps them no one seems to care
which means there is no hope for humanity
it’s not fair
This was written by my daughter
Sara Cohen 2018
“I think the universe is conspiring in our favor,”
you whispered, smiling, as we walked across
the vast expanse, the call of autumn shook
the trees as leaves took their final dance in
elegant pirouettes, like a twist of magic with
their own orchestral beat. Today's forecast was
supposed to be thunderstorms, but here we are,
hand-in-hand, holding on to each other, in a
season where everything seems to be falling.
Fall – for #ourpoetryjourneysep18
my blue plump vein,
the catch in your voice
when you say my name.
I found all the hidden meanings
in your mouth with my tongue
The barbed wire finger tipped traces
etch your name into my thighs,
whispers of words we never said
inked into every sigh.
Ocean waves are braided into our kisses, intimated absolutes are weaved into our chemistry. In this space is where we sketch forever.
Far from my mind is the thought
of what I may possess
or what others have not
A place between understanding,
education is not the measure
of a man’s knowledge
and experience is only one of many
I cannot find the sound of reverence
echoing down hallowed halls;
as though none had been before
today sounded the first call
Close to my hands
I keep a record of my worth,
in the breadth of time
only a penny,
or a half
For my version of verse
or lines of ordered rhyme
my price to pay is most dear;
what value placed by history
is never mine to proclaim
In certainty I match sounds
with color, emotion and sight
a garden grown from flesh and bone
through darkness, death and plight
misery and ecstasy
joined in militant march;
to fight a battle not my own
and take a…
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I admit I was already crushing on the mysterious Georgia Park before I ever read any of her books. She reminds me of a 1920’s starlet possessing the foresight of ten people, at once, terrifying and glorious. There’s something deeply appealing about an unapologetic feminist who wears screen siren clothing and possesses both confidence …
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I have been shook, and I have been rocked, and I have been swallowed by a book, and an author, and my own divisive and inclusive thoughts, after the fact.
With Founding Fathers, Nicholas Gagnier takes his readers to the darkest places where most of them have always been afraid to go on their own, and he has me leading the pack because he enthrals me and fills me with such a twisted dichotomy of ‘Oh my God, no’ and ‘Oh my God, yes’ and I am stuck, as I imagine all of his readers are, somewhere between ashamed and awed, begging for more and pleading for him to stop.
Founding Fathers hits hard, and it scrapes away any pleasantries and ‘how do you do’s’ within the first 100 pages. Nicholas Gagnier has a pulse on the times and rides the waves of our society, unapologetically and with truth so…
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Darkness cups my elbows
and nestles into my thighs
like a lover.
I part my lips
in daylight innocence,
giving myself away.
This twilight meeting
is my coronation;
adorning midnight’s mantle.
a consort of the moon;
silver, shrouded in shadow,
my skin, howling with lust
as I’m kissed by the stars.
I come as dying light
and never ending night.
I am the queen
of your darkness;
and the fear you hold
becomes the smouldering
jewels in my crown.
© Kristiana Reed 2018