VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Stephen Whitter

What would they say? Have you ever thought of somethingThat you would like to seeAfter you have died?Morbid perhaps but still. I have just decided thatI would like a transcript ofWhat everybody I cared for said about meOn the day they burn or bury my body, and The actual words, verbatim when,The day they wereContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Stephen Whitter”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: John Chinaka Onyeche

Perhaps Someday, I Will Find A Word To Mourn My Dead One’s Death. That of my father’s disappearance in my hometown like the widow’s last coins lost. Maybe I should coin out a word, or I am yet to learn a metaphor with which I would mourn him better with after the many years ofContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: John Chinaka Onyeche”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Gary Maxwell

A Meditation for Monday Morning Proud, lifelong members of a mediocracy – they plan to die here. A quiet harbor. All that fills the air’s the scent of dead fish, stinking. Managed by seagulls screeching high above our heads, the daily droppings are their directives. In the belly of THIS beast I envy Jonah. AmericanContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Gary Maxwell”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Kappa Waugh

Benedictus Benedictine in a tiny bottle, tongue in, tongue out, mooning, dreaming, face of the boy who’d borrowed a dollar last week, but won’t speak to her now. She slips her fingers past her waistband, a new face, the man who fingered her five years ago during  that movie The Nun’s Story.  Audrey Hepburn’s faceContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Kappa Waugh”

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: James Maj

cleansing of the temple

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: George Schaefer

WHO’S ON TOP? Flip a coin to determine who’s on top Endlessly we bicker it never stops Lazy man I am indeed You mount your faithful stead We both enjoy inhibitions we drop MY FINGERS MANIPULATE        I carefully caress long golden thigh My fingers manipulate a deep sigh Ever so gently she moans  Her pleasureContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: George Schaefer”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Beau Blue

A Public Apology Well, it finally happened .. I went too far .. and now I have to apologize .. I should never have uttered the slur that all my Repuglican friends are so upset about .. and I am sorry .. please forgive me. When I uttered the slur: “Trump has the ethics ofContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Beau Blue”

NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE…JUST RECYCLED

That’s how it felt editing this ambitous poetry chapbook from the ever-evolving Edward Wells…our fourth release for NATIONAL POETRY MONTH… I’m not going to bullshit anyone, the manuscript was accepted before I was stern with guidelines and such… However, I liked this cat after meeting him virtually at one of Mad Swirl’s live open MIC’sContinue reading “NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE…JUST RECYCLED”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Laszlo Aranyi

Lady Babalon