Mark Masserant
    I’ve been continuously clean and sober since March 14th, 1987, and active in my recovery. I hope I never forget to be grateful. I began writing poetry in high school after a tragic accident deeply affected me—it let some of the pain seep out, although I didn’t understand it at the time. I walked away from my writing when partying took over my life a few years later and rarely returned until after I got sober. Soon poetry became instrumental again, as I wrote to express how I felt when I couldn’t say it out loud. Many poems have been published in literary magazines and other publications. After meeting Ernest Kurtz a few months before he passed away and being inspired again, I began writing articles for recovery magazines at the onset of 2016. My work has appeared regularly in Step 12 Magazine, InRecovery Magazine and Recovery illustrated, as well as other websites. I also am a stained glass artist, working primarily with lamp shades. I attend meetings regularly, am married and live near Ann Arbor, Michigan. I’m thankful to have been given a second chance at life.

    Walking Barefoot Through Hell – By Mark Masserant

      sometimes i see medusa wearing my face, with my dreams dangling like an ominous crown of complex and cunning serpents. the horizon, dormant and riddled with salt-sculptured icons, is emblazoned with the history of mega-apocalypse.   sometimes i see a chained prometheus, wildly waving a strangled eagle, delicately taunting the gods. his mountainside looms in the northernmost regions of my mind.   sometimes i see the ferryman, but he is a cautious one, wary of the stowaway. sneering harpies flank his approach.   sometimes i see bosch, painting infinite murals in unison with my narratives wrought with melancholy.   sometimes i see dante, and hand-in-hand i guide him, walking barefoot through hell, the devil’s winds whistling our bones.   hell is a time in a place in my mind.   yet in a suddenly shimmering distance, Jonah brushes himself off, liberated at the edge of the foul and festering… Continue reading