Sunday, December 17, 2023

High Fidelity Reflection By Mike Zone

reflecting on

things said

things did

to you

for you

and what all that meant

what we ultimately meant


to you


how the silence screamed

through my bones

into my soul


whiskey in hand

the quiet

no longer

comforts me







Mike Zone is the Editor in Chief of Dumpster Fire Press, the author of Fuck You: A Fucking Poetry Chap, Shedding Dark Places (almost), One Hell of a Muse , as well as coauthor of The Grind. A frequent contributor to Alien Buddha Press and Mad Swirl. His work has been featured in: Horror Sleaze Trash, Better Than Starbucks, Piker Press, Punk Noir Magazine, Synchronized Chaos, Outlaw Poetry and Cult Culture magazine

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