VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Andrew Darlington

The Black Venusian Scrotum-Worm Beyond the plague damned world… (1) He awakes. Something is knocking at the sky, trying to get in. She lies beside him. She hears nothing other than his breath, his heartbeat, the warm pulse of blood in his veins. He rises with a curious sense of unease. An endless golden day.Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Andrew Darlington”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Luis Berriozabal

The Lows  The lows are too low. The blues are too blue. These feet can’t go on. They get in my way. The wind does not blow. I march to no drum. This cold is too cold. It freezes my brain. I hope against hope. Without you I lose. This bitter lemon life is notContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Luis Berriozabal”