VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Andreas Fleps

Causeway The path you were on rolled up its tongue like a faded red carpet and swallowed itself.  You opened your mouth to speak of it and your  voice fell out as silence, like a baby bird from its nest. You felt hope pass away inside you, but couldn’t find the corpse. Maybe the rumorsContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Andreas Fleps”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Daniel J. Flore III

My Day I’m sittingand watchingthe carsgo by they carryaway myday ontheir hoods my daylooks sogood asit passesme by that Imight evenlive it