We Mike Bell 07, 2017 www.mikebellpoems.com 0 comments We, the now-diagnosed, may be the dead men walking, slapped, strapped, labelled as a bit too different by the uncovered disconnects..
Heat Exchange Mike Bell 12, 2016 www.mikebellpoems.com 0 comments December bird song comes through the slid-up sash, cracked because of the unbearable heat in here …..