VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Andreas Fleps

Causeway The path you were on rolled up its tongue like a faded red carpet and swallowed itself.  You opened your mouth to speak of it and your  voice fell out as silence, like a baby bird from its nest. You felt hope pass away inside you, but couldn’t find the corpse. Maybe the rumorsContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Andreas Fleps”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Donny Winter

The White Flag is Willingly Taciturn The over-weaponized army marches as gun-shells spill from open mouths still wide from the war four years ago, while the “torchbearers” rev  by a new fuel, untapped, standing by. We, with the phantom-shrapnel pain in our chests, watch from our balconies as they burn the parchment-paper dream only toContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Donny Winter”