Garasamo Maccagnone
Author
children's books
short stories, poetry, novels
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Garasamo MaccagnoneWelcome to my website!
I am Garasamo Maccagnone, author of 'The Affliction of Dreams' a compilation of short stories and poetry, 'The Suburban Dragon' a children's book and my first fiction novel 'St. John of the Midfield'.

Please click on any of the book covers on this page to learn more about each book.

Check out my 'St. John of the Midfield' video production

 
 
 
 
Garasamo Maccagnone's latest release!
 
 
My Dog Tim: and other stories
My Dog Tim
Includes
                                                             1. White Chocolate
                                                             2. Girl Dream
                                                             3. The Note Giver
                                                             4. Church Dream
                                                             5. White Fang
                                                             6. My Dog Tim
                                                             7. Goalie Boy
                                                             8. Last Dream
                                                             9. St. John of the Midfield
 
 
 
NOW AVAILABLE!!
The Novel.  New scenes.  New ending.  New publisher.
 
 
St. John of the Midfield - New Release
 
 
 
NOW AVAILABLE! THE ILLUSTRATED VERSION OF
'FOR THE LOVE OF ST. NICK'

 St. Nick Cover

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Check out my 'For the Love of St. Nick' video production


 
 
 
My Father's foot
 
It used to come out in the evening
after a dinner table argument
when you least expected it
while lying on the floor watching a
Disney movie,
or while reading the players stats on the back page
of the Free Press sports section
 
there above you in the stillness of the room
 
silently stalking
stretched across coffee tables
hovering like a praying mantis
snapping your neck down with a single strike,
 
 
"Oh God! Help me!"
 
Calluses rougher than corrosion
on a junk yard fender,
cooked toe-jam simmering
sweaty and ripe
from standing ten hour a day
down at the Bolt factory,
wafting like fontinella cheese
that has festered in a storage closet.
 
You can't move!
Your nose digs like a plow's edge into the rug,
your teeth clench tight to carpet filaments,
(Dust mites run for their lives)
Your eyes roll white
into the back of your head,
your entire blood supply rushes to your face,
your lungs burn and feel as if they're going to
burst from holding your breath so long.
Finally you succumb
"PA!PA!," you scream.
"You're the greatest father
in the whole wide world! I love you!"
 
Only then would it release itself
easily
toes curled and coiled beneath the
skirt of the love seat
scanning the room
carefree and content
already knowing
who his next victim would be.
 
 
~Garasamo Maccagnone
 
 
 
Feel free to contact me with any questions you may have through my email:  metrodirector@aol.com

Thank you for your interest in my works thus far.  Enjoy what you read and I look forward to offering you more of my stories in the near future!

~Garasamo Maccagnone