Suck’n gin from ice cubes,
clouds drift across pale azure.
Crickets join the fun.
Hungry flames that lick,
devour this flesh that binds and
let my soul be free.
Words collapse on tongues–
wicker baskets of water–
David Estringel is an avid reader and poet. Writer of fiction, creative non-fiction, & essays. His work has been accepted and/or published by Specter Magazine, Literary Juice, Foliate Oak Magazine, Indiana Review, Terror House Magazine, Expat Press, 50 Haikus, littledeathlit, Down in the Dirt Magazine, Route 7, and The Good Men Project. He is currently a Contributing Editor (fiction) at Red Fez and editor/weekly columnist at The Good Men Project. David Estringel can be found on Twitter (@The_Booky_Man).