VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Paul Warren

Kinder Times The Angels are reflected in the water.Dirty faces with sad eyes.Their wings are broken.Their hair matted.When they are close you can smell their decay.Try not to look into the water, it will only remind you of kinder times.

SMALL GESTURES FROM BIG HANDS

Yeah, yeah I could’ve conjured a better title for a press release but April has been unusually cruel this year with the debacle that was PoetFest and the juggernaut of a struggle with a spreadsheet poetry manuscript…’nuff said. Our third release for National Poetry Month which is not spread sheet poetry… Now when one ofContinue reading “SMALL GESTURES FROM BIG HANDS”