VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Stephen Whitter

What Told Me You Were Dead What told me you were dead that Friday morningwas a loaf of bread.As I wheezed down your street I swore,well you hadn’t answered my messages and apart from each other who else had we to call?So I had set out…But when, in the just arrived morning light I couldContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Stephen Whitter”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson

Showers & Rain I’d like to see you in showers, shadows, memories, final hours that end this rain. Daisies reveal your simple secrets, yellow perverted pleasures, complicated, often unseen mysteries like COVID-19 virus. Forget your sins & dance with me. All petals at some point fall in season come to despair same as a desperateContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson”