The final volume? Nah…

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…”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: James Maj

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Efe Tusder

INNER DEMON CONTRACT I know. You are in there. In the Q-zone. Your life wasn’t a gift. Something went wrong and you failed. You didn’t have to be successful. But right now you have a second chance. Don’t be afraid my friend. I am your inner demon. We will make you a ruthless bastard asContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Efe Tusder”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Chad Christopher Dixon

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Cynthia Scott

Cindy Poems Lighting fickles and cool downpours of silken whereabouts  sliding doors to countless encounters of flesh pounded into love wet degraded unearth triangular flies  and hopped-up bunnies looking for ragweed time capsules Where is fairyland  ? Sodden nightmares that quake with resistance unilateral timekeepers await further instructions helium balloons full of piss and cumContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Cynthia Scott”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Dillinger

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Paul Warren

Kinder Times The Angels are reflected in the water.Dirty faces with sad eyes.Their wings are broken.Their hair matted.When they are close you can smell their decay.Try not to look into the water, it will only remind you of kinder times.

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Rita Recine

Yesterday’s Prose It was only   yesterday Voices were heard, stories were told Family, friends to hug as well as hold All came to a stand still The day corona virus decided to intermingle Single handily the globe, left out into the cold Today this land is no longer our land Together we stand ToContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Rita Recine”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Maksym Beshlei

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Stephen Whitter

         Victoria Coach Station-Isle of Wight. An inexplicable indoor wind whips litter around my feet and bags.A newly docked Coach, it’s hot tyre smell reminds me of the roads back home in Summertime.Though we are deep in November, nearly December.Coaches smell of Summer, years of my childhood on a tourist island where Coaches abound, andContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Stephen Whitter”