VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Andrew Darlington

The Black Venusian Scrotum-Worm Beyond the plague damned world… (1) He awakes. Something is knocking at the sky, trying to get in. She lies beside him. She hears nothing other than his breath, his heartbeat, the warm pulse of blood in his veins. He rises with a curious sense of unease. An endless golden day.Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Andrew Darlington”

DEATH BY PUNK: A Milestone

Today is a bittersweet release of DFP’s first anthology DEATH BY PUNK… First the sweet before the bitter…About a couple of months ago I put out a call for an anthology that was going to serve as a giant love-letter to the spirit of : punk , DIY and counter culture in general with someContinue reading “DEATH BY PUNK: A Milestone”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Efe Tusder

Vespers for bones Divine rape service was our family business. I was born with this gift of violence. Gift from son of a fat bitch. Excuse me, but if I’m not mistaken some sick ass start smoking my brain and my cannibalism flowing in his veins. It is the democratic process. You know, rape ageContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Efe Tusder”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Anthony Kane Evans

A Walk in the Woods There was a car crash.  One of those accordion-style pileups.  Black ice.  The cars were still skidding in, adding to the damage.  I saw her trapped in the middle of it all.  Blue-gray car.  Make smashed out of all recognition.  She was screaming.  I was trying to get onto theContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Anthony Kane Evans”

DEATH BY PUNK: FINAL (official) CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS

That’s right…DEATH BY PUNK is heading your way in April the cruelest month, just in time for Dumpster Fire Press’ colossal series of events to coincide with Poetry month…even the anthology is more than just poetry… So send you punk, DIY, counter culture and/or death themed work to clockworkoomphstudios@gmail if you feel so inclined toContinue reading “DEATH BY PUNK: FINAL (official) CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Samir Karimo

Diesel Boy I’m awake. I’m in a cabaret. In the distance I can see the crown of the Chrysler Building and at same time hear the enigmatic voice of Ella Fitzgerald who seems to speak to aliens who play with my essence.   I see some silhouettes in the dark. I still remember that Marinetti, orContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Samir Karimo”