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”
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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: Michael Lacy
Jesus Christ there’s no use for this Judas there’s no choice but to do it Predestined to see Mother Earth from fleshy knees tell us there’s no fucking need to do this watch me pray in the street While the false Christians loot us Let’s go after the misguided Open fire on the looters IContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lacy”
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: Cord Moreski
Notice The landlord is paying a visit this evening while I see him getting back into his shiny Ferrari playing with the dashboard outside my living room window I got this notice between my fingers but don’t even have to open it to realize what this is again because if I listen carefully the otherContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Cord Moreski”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Marie D. Moldovan
Androgynous I was but thirteen years of age, You called me a disgusting fag, Not the kind you roll and toke, But instead, the one butted in joke. What a joke!?! You were my mother; you should have known better To ask a question you didn’t want answered. Seeking labels confining letter… …To openlyContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Marie D. Moldovan”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE:Kenneth Vincent Walker
From Rome to Ruins Impoverished beyond Belief; where relief has Long past been viable Option over abject grief. Ostensibly, refusing to Cease, as Man’s greed Always gets in the way Of genuine prosperity. For how can we binge Drink at college when Our world thirsts and Hungers knowledge? These words are far More prophetic thanContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE:Kenneth Vincent Walker”
VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Chris Dorian
Broken?We exist in dimly lit, dingy, small rooms with painted block walls or some 2020 version of 70s wood panelingSurrounded by wires, and machines, and monitors, and pseudo concerned individuals asking if you have not just a plan but meansThen we transition to cozy couches, zen gardens, and inspirational quotes for about an hour atContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Chris Dorian”
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”
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