VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Emalisa Rose

The pipedream of permanence These rocks wear our names in a pipedream of permanence. Yet somewhere we’ve buried our cabernet moon, our clinking of glasses, rhyme over reason. The sun steals our shadow. I sent you two poems, penned in the frenzy of midnight and madness; our signatures linked in the marquise’s italics. Turnaround/turnaround. TheContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Emalisa Rose”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Glen Armstrong

Anti Do it now. Attack the most beautiful cars,  figuratively if not literally. They are symbols of a dying culture that consume the bones of extinct species. Take the fight into the streets, into the asphalt, into consideration’s darkest fears. The years roll by without consideration taking you in, pressing you to their flower-print shirt,Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Glen Armstrong”