VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Merritt Waldon

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Emalisa Rose

For Jane, it was gulls High tide hyperbole, skin art and a barrel of fish without scales, tossed by the strength of the hurricane. Corralled in her current calamity, between land and the vertical, she clamors to crawl through the tundra. For Jane, it was gulls.  In particular, those with that herringbone pattern, and herContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Emalisa Rose”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Catfish McDaris

Dear Poet,  Sorry, but my Russian Wolfhound, Dostoyevsky ate and defecated all the submissions for Issue #3 the smell and smear damn near killed me. Was your poem about catching your brother cornholing his buddy while watching Andy Griffith? Or was it the one about Sandpaper Sally, the chick with scabs in her vagina? OrContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Catfish McDaris”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Aldo Quagliotti

The comet is me The night is flooding hitting us with ink tentacles forgotten stars, so many miles afterwards falling in love with our glares why cannot summer just last forever and winter hibernate, so that spring spreads its afternoons on our romantic cheeks whilst the crickets sing along our inner chants of freedom echoContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Aldo Quagliotti”