VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Lori A. Minor

wellness class my water bottle hides the vodka Mind Eraser she hides my drink until I’m sober golf major he skips a round just to fuck me hot girl summer covered in sweat from Gaga’s new hit

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Alan Catlin

On the Road They drove the car as if they hadn’t boosted it from the driveway of some  mansion they’d knocked over, drove as if the trunk wasn’t full of top shelf stuff they could pawn for pennies on someone else’s dollars, as if there weren’t designer bags stuffed with watches, earrings, necklaces, jewelry, noContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Alan Catlin”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Jonathan Bracker

Not An Option? “Complaining is not an option,” proclaims the Ph.D. Whose self-help books sell internationally  Though not as well as before: now he has been convicted Of sexual impropriety and has been made to pay a quite steep fine. Before that, adorers tended to overlook his peccadilloes.  They loved How he paced back andContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Jonathan Bracker”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: S.A. Gerber

Another Realm The roses erupt   and the clouds  burn above  and below.  Seeking refuge  from an ominous  gray mist attempting  to strangle thought.  Two hours in the  tavern cannot  diffuse the terror.  Too many blood-  red eyes reflecting  all sad truths.  Some clarity claws  through the cobwebs  saying that someone  spoke of a ‘center’  toContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: S.A. Gerber”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Dan Provost

Come With Me We walk the steps of forced life within a filthy neighborhood— a doomed scenario that tortures existence into a blind escape stare, where the angels of the absurd cannot comprehend a vision of a place where ugly people play for keeps… Not Science Fiction Head still staggered… Tilted— Far away from allContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Dan Provost”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Roz Washington

Hourglass An attractive embodiment of a Cream flavor lets stream down these streets of Arizona flowing infatuation with merely the eye contact as whisk by the palm trees… I suggest playful moments for the time we’ve allotted for each other sinking grains of crystal situation emerging as rare elements forged in this desert that containsContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Roz Washington”