I’ll Never Get Insurance Money from This
I was born during a cold winter in Memphis My parents burned the furniture to keep us warm I’ve never known a house not on fire All I’ve ever known is burning buildings To keep hot is to be alive To scream, yell, hit Every gnash of my mother’s teeth The slam of my father’s movements Bellies never quite full Clothes always cheap and worn Everything about my childhood was fire The rage that filled my parents Burned my sisters It burned me We all became the house fire We were all matches waiting to be lit No We were a book of matches Once one was lit The rest followed suit Fire after fire Room after room Smoke stacking from the ceilings The thing about house fires Or at least the ones inside you They never stop Every river I meet quells the flame But only for a moment The fear and anger are what fuel me The anxiety in my teeth gets me out of bed The fury in my stomach is my only motivation I am afraid of not being on fire I never learned to live without it
YOUR MOVE is a multimedia artist based in Phoenix, AZ. Their work is a form of catharsis to help relieve the suffering of life. Through this release, YOUR MOVE attains a connection with the primordial ooze and a form of inner realization he calls the Brooth.
Rosalyn Jourdan is a poet originally from Missouri. She’s been writing poetry for the past three years and is currently working on finishing a manuscript.