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”