VOICES FROM THE FIRE: John Chinaka Onyeche

Perhaps Someday, I Will Find A Word To Mourn My Dead One’s Death. That of my father’s disappearance in my hometown like the widow’s last coins lost. Maybe I should coin out a word, or I am yet to learn a metaphor with which I would mourn him better with after the many years ofContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: John Chinaka Onyeche”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: James Maj

NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE…JUST RECYCLED

That’s how it felt editing this ambitous poetry chapbook from the ever-evolving Edward Wells…our fourth release for NATIONAL POETRY MONTH… I’m not going to bullshit anyone, the manuscript was accepted before I was stern with guidelines and such… However, I liked this cat after meeting him virtually at one of Mad Swirl’s live open MIC’sContinue reading “NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE…JUST RECYCLED”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lacy

VOICES FROM THE FIRE:David O’Nan

Crossing Your Legs at the Church in Wasson A night of pistols shot throughout the town. Can’t you hear? Can you hear them?  People falling to the ground, without homes. “Diseases, they’re out there?” No, Just keep listening to your preacher Jars full of money.  Tips to the lord.  Tips to the bank accounts ofContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE:David O’Nan”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: John Chinaka Onyeche

My Grandmother Was An Alchemist. My grandmother. It was in late August, and the early 50s now, when I last visited her in that old cool smoky hut from whence, we were all bred. This visit was after I noticed that her sorrows had become like the early morning rains drizzling, that kind which leavesContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: John Chinaka Onyeche”

RANTING THE PLANETARY…

I agree, that headline isn’t as enticing as romancing the bone…but here we are with what is technically the second February release from Dumpster Fire Press…. I first started to hate S.A. Gerber when we first encountered one another’s work on Mad Swirl’s Virtual Open MIC during the pandemic. Although a hell of poet, heContinue reading “RANTING THE PLANETARY…”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: James Maj

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VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Ari Whipple

Blue Mountain Fear When Sandra began her run, she always felt slow and tired like an unoiled machine, drudging her way into the desert trail, but by the time the bushes opened up into the blue mountains, she felt refreshed and lithe, awakened by sights and sounds, little as they were: the sound of theContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Ari Whipple”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Glen Armstrong

Anti Do it now. Attack the most beautiful cars,  figuratively if not literally. They are symbols of a dying culture that consume the bones of extinct species. Take the fight into the streets, into the asphalt, into consideration’s darkest fears. The years roll by without consideration taking you in, pressing you to their flower-print shirt,Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Glen Armstrong”