by Gil Hoy On those windswept weekday mornings, asphalt driveway crusted with snow, my father would get up early, put on his secondhand boots and an old coat, and exit through our front door into the blue hour to get the motor running. That fifteen-year-old station wagon would stall if…
by Valter Van D Time is gone My life is spent Darkness sets in And your love fades My body turns numb I start to freeze My hands drop Death has come Why’d this happen Where have I gone Is this heaven Or am I in hell Life without you…
by Valter Van D Alone In the dark Alone In the night You close your eyes And go to sleep The shadows dance As the candles dim The lurking begins Horrors in the bushes Demons in the trees Are you being stalked Faces in the window Fears in the mirror…