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VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Chad Christopher Dixon

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Rocío Iglesias

The Good Half When you said you only wanted half of me, did you mean the top or the bottom half? Maybe you meant the outside half and not the inside half Not the half that dives into the ocean but continually emerges the same person, A salt-covered osprey shaking off the sand, Looking youContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Rocío Iglesias“

VOICES FROM THE FIRE:Mark James Andrews

Assisi Triptych Francis St. Frankie plucked a strawberry off the curb in a snow patch  on 8 Mile Road and planted her in the shag carpet at New York  Dominic’s big ranch crib on Windmill Point, another white lie  as the big wet snowflakes of the false Spring killed the crocuses.  The strawberry’s black patchContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE:Mark James Andrews”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Shane Allison

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: Tony Brewer

Morning Pages Every time I type your name it’s different like forms of snow that don’t matter while shoveling I can hear your punctuation written out how to breathe where to stop and start over and over A million notes without music typed too fast transposing letters & saying things wrong edited later toward strangeContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Tony Brewer”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: James Maj

“you realizing Jesus watches you in the bathtub”

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: Shane Allison

All You Can Eat Eat Eat more Kielbasa smoked sausages More chicken ‘n                   Bisquits Drown the fries with melted cheese, spread on Extra mayo Carry it globed at the corners of                                               Mouth Forget the napkins Fish Almandine covered in                                 lemon juice Homemade, hand-pattied hamburgers Squeeze out the grease with spatula Cuts ofContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Shane Allison”

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”