VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Carmen Grover

Into The Darkness It was half past four. The Dawn setting in I must walk I have to. I set out into the Growing darker sky, stars, brighter, snow whiter. Headphones in with lame affirmations blaring in my ears Into the woods I picked up my pace. This quickened step came to a slow whenContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Carmen Grover”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Steven Dee Kish

Bad Friends I flip open my zippo lighter…flick …flick… The orange flame lights my Kent cigarette; the smell of tobacco fills the air. I grab a church key and open a bottle of beer. I’m drowning my sorrows with booze; it soothes my parched throat. Half buzzed; I take a stroll to MY community center.Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Steven Dee Kish”