VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Heath Brougher

Your God Your God is a slave to human imagination and flights of ridiculous fancy. Your God is more dead than Nietzsche. Your religion is an insane social disease,  childish and created to help cowards  cope with vaguely cultivated conundrums concerning Truth.  Your God is an anvil tied to Humanity’s tyranny of evil traditions andContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Heath Brougher”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Joshua Martin

Slipping through the briefcase abruptly  Hunger pain of cruel side swiped dilemma rotten tooth & all, trees blown from mountainside where goats lay w/ shepherds who point their crusted fingernails at mailmen on acid washed jeans of environmentally unsound corporate nightmares, industrious, floundering, cooler than a kumquat & just as incomplete, whereas (& this beginsContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Joshua Martin”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Rick Christiansen

POSTCARDS We sit across from one another at the old linoleum table.  It rocks slightly each time one of us rests a hand or forearm onto it.  She places postcards on the table between us as I absently pick at the worn linoleum, creating small flakes which I then brush to the floor. She arraysContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Rick Christiansen”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Alex Z. Salinas

Hispanic sonnet, or The burbs Back then, I was insane. At a New Year’s party Smoked a Cuban cigar with a retired elevator Mechanic who not a year later slashed his throat In his backyard. His wife worked for the  Chicago Blackhawks, flashed a championship  Ring the size of a humble penthouse. Their  Porchlights fromContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Alex Z. Salinas”