It’s been a hell of the last two years here at Dumpste Fire Press… We’ve published over 65 books, including 12 volumes of VOICES FROM THE FIRE of which you have the final volume from the first phase of DFP UNBOUND… So what’s next for DFP? That’s a good question…while I’ve been the solo editorContinue reading “The final volume? Nah…”
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VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Tiberius Galloway
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Ethan Goffman
I Am an Oracle In 2025 the United States as we know it will cease to exist. In 2042 I will die, alone and impoverished, in a shoddy facility set up, quickly and haphazardly, to house the elderly and terminally ill. Between those two events, my wife will die of a medical emergency. In 2070,Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Ethan Goffman”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Ari Whipple
Moonlight Sonata Make do with spirit and synapses that go and go and go and go Lift off outer space The stars are your only friends Jack Kerouac was a dick and his writing was the sign of pathetic, monkey typing Genius It pains me to say that he changes the times but were theContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Ari Whipple”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson
Waltz Footprints in Snow Care to dance a new waltz renew, or drift back to those old vintage footprints− waltz with me footprints in snow fog covering over old snow. Rose Petals in a Dark Room I’m but a poet of this ministry, rose petals in a dark room fall. Everyone’s life is a conflict.Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: László Aranyi
deumus
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Morley Cacoethes
Pebbles of Desolation X Beechnut gum from my tobacco pouch dusts these pitiful pulp magazines. Ol’ Morley waiting south to read, viewing southward, the papers and pencils and the heights wilt able in one day. My poor endeavoring human desk at which I sit so often during the day. I wave to all those snowyContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Morley Cacoethes”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: James Maj
Piano Recital
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson
Frogs “Grow grass, stone frogs,” written on bathroom walls. Hippie beads, oodles colorful acid pills in dresser draws, no clothes, kaleidoscope condoms, ostentatious sex. No Bibles or Sundays that anyone remembers. Rochdale College, Toronto, Ontario 1972, freedom school, free education. Makes no sense, when you’re high on a song “American Woman” blasting eardrums and policeContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Paul Warren
Drainage for angels
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