VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Efe Tusder

INNER DEMON CONTRACT I know. You are in there. In the Q-zone. Your life wasn’t a gift. Something went wrong and you failed. You didn’t have to be successful. But right now you have a second chance. Don’t be afraid my friend. I am your inner demon. We will make you a ruthless bastard asContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Efe Tusder”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Stephen Whitter

         Victoria Coach Station-Isle of Wight. An inexplicable indoor wind whips litter around my feet and bags.A newly docked Coach, it’s hot tyre smell reminds me of the roads back home in Summertime.Though we are deep in November, nearly December.Coaches smell of Summer, years of my childhood on a tourist island where Coaches abound, andContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Stephen Whitter”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Carmen Grover

An Old Man Appears The weather was nice.  I’ve been wanting to go to the bush for a while to see the magical world that lives within and beyond the trees.  As I walked I saw chipmunks sunbathing on stumps and brown and white butterflies’ in their mourning cloaks grazed my sight.  I listened toContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Carmen Grover”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Stephen Whitter

The Story…. Ever since i became old enough to be ‘aware’ of my own mental health I knew I had problems.As I turned fifteen I began to realise I could control these problems with street drugs, the fact that they not only made me feel good but better than good ,a bonus.Heroin, the ultimate painContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Stephen Whitter”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Anibal Perez Longhi

The Girl Who Watched the River He saw him every day from his window. He was sitting on a bench in the plaza, and perhaps to forget his loneliness, he was feeding the pigeons with the scraps of food that the charity volunteers usually distributed. Elio, it was the beggar’s observer name, opened the window,Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Anibal Perez Longhi”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Johann Van Der Walt

Guilt comes in our silences I tell myself that I am a far flung ideal,  my thoughts love to attract anything worth regret, no company more loved by misery  than the graveyard in which my mind sleeps. I look in the mirror and brush my teeth, routines somehow scratching too far under my skin. IsContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Johann Van Der Walt”

FOR SVETLANA

The second release for National Poetry Month is a bit different for Dumpster Fire Press. FOR SVETLANNA is a collection of poetry compiled by Rita Marie Recine who was not intended to be the sole author and there’s a story there, just like there’s always a story. You DFP has always sort of prided itselfContinue reading “FOR SVETLANA”