Mr David Mark Dannov

It's the Shaking of the Ground, Which Crumbles Walls; But Doesn't Crumble Trees Mr David Mark Dannov

This is the first of Narrative Poetry books by Dannov. Marcus is the usual main character, who represents the author. He's either a Substitute Teacher, a waiter, a commercial painter, delivery driver or an indoor/outdoor Plant Technician. He's in his mid to late twenties, still attending college or just graduated. After years of psychedelics, reading underground books, watching documentaries, standup comics and listening to music from the sixties and seventies or from electronic jam-bands in the nineties Marcus has his third eye open (Red Pilled), and he's always venting to a friend, wife or girlfriend, unless he's having a solitary moment of peace or madness. Dannov is from the masculine ilk of Dirty Realism writers like Henry Miller and Charles Bukowski, sometimes mixing in a flare of Magic Realism to add spice to the decaying cage of Corporate America. The illustrations are his too: a canvas of Amalgam Filling Poison.