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APRIL WAS CRUEL…
National Poetry Month draws to a close, it was brutal to say the least but most of it self-inflicted for some odd reason… Dumpster Fire Press made an event out of it, releasing five titles going hard with daily entries for VOICES FROM THE FIRE and while it drew me away from my own creativeContinue reading “APRIL WAS CRUEL…”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Roz Washington
Hourglass An attractive embodiment of a Cream flavor lets stream down these streets of Arizona flowing infatuation with merely the eye contact as whisk by the palm trees… I suggest playful moments for the time we’ve allotted for each other sinking grains of crystal situation emerging as rare elements forged in this desert that containsContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Roz Washington”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Luis Berriozabal
The Lows The lows are too low. The blues are too blue. These feet can’t go on. They get in my way. The wind does not blow. I march to no drum. This cold is too cold. It freezes my brain. I hope against hope. Without you I lose. This bitter lemon life is notContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Luis Berriozabal”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Andreas Fleps
Causeway The path you were on rolled up its tongue like a faded red carpet and swallowed itself. You opened your mouth to speak of it and your voice fell out as silence, like a baby bird from its nest. You felt hope pass away inside you, but couldn’t find the corpse. Maybe the rumorsContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Andreas Fleps”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Marc Olmsted
Busted Busted the zipper on my jeans, fatso blue hair fading growing out grey-black beard already snowy – 66 maybe 20 years left. “We’re building a community of health and wellness” – the billboard promises – while here comes Homeless Dirty Hands with his label’d Zombie Survival Kit bag Was the girl in the faux snowContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Marc Olmsted”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Sushant Thapa
An Artist He wrote so playfully; Living every breath. Renouncing the bane behind; He displayed all he can. All he cared about deep inside. He dared to muddle the meaning For his own art; The art which also belonged to others. He is an artist of clumsy walks; A first step of a long run.Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Sushant Thapa”
