VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Shane Allison

Ode to Matty’s Prescription Glasses                                   (for Matty) I’m sure they’re yours Plastic, wire stems curve around Your pink ears Found them lying next to a ConAir hairbrush, Antibacterial body wash, A tube of Colgate written in German LubridermContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Shane Allison”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson

Juice Box Girl (After Midnight Moments) I’m a juice box girl, squeeze me, play me like an accordion, box-shaped, but gagged edges. Breathe me inside out, I’m nude, fruity, fractured, strawberry melon, nightshade wine. Chicago, 3:00 a.m. somewhere stranded someone’s balcony memories undefined, you will find me there stretched naked, doing the Electric Slide, taking morningContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson”