VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Luis Berriozabal

The Lows  The lows are too low. The blues are too blue. These feet can’t go on. They get in my way. The wind does not blow. I march to no drum. This cold is too cold. It freezes my brain. I hope against hope. Without you I lose. This bitter lemon life is notContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Luis Berriozabal”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Linnet Phoenix

Tinder It’s not often an autumn sunwith cool morning air rendersmy day glorious for a frisky gallop.As we set out, she asks,“how are you doing?”I sigh inside, trying to remember.“Have I told you I’m getting divorced?”She has heard the gossip spilt from bored lips She offers commiserations. Turns to me.“Now you are free to beContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Linnet Phoenix”

VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson

I’m a Riverboat Boy, Poem on Halsted Street   As sure as church bells Sunday morning, ringing on Halsted and State Street, Chicago, these memories will be soon forgotten. I stumble in my life with these words like broken sentences. I hear and denounce myself in the distance, mumbling chatter off my lips. Fragments and chips.Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson”