VOICES FROM THE FIRE: S.R. Malone

The Purgatory Gate I Skies crackled overhead. Was it lightning or something of fouler origins? Unsure, he nudged the iron visor from his eyes. Never before had he witnessed such deviancy from the greys and blues of the skies above, save for the melting pinks that bled into winter mornings above the village. Now theContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: S.R. Malone”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Rob Azevedo

Sticks Scratching In The Sand The lessons are thereboxed in letters and windsymbols of flightand mightand wandering lustthis weightless destinythis excusable existenceeach undistinguishablefrom the nextwe pride ourselves in timeon lifeon the waves in which we crestas we float on white capsbellowing and bustlingand bursting at the seamstrying to define our energyour needy criesour searching prideandContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Rob Azevedo”