Zombie Fires

Buried beneath the snow line, these smouldering corpses begin to glow. Forgotten fires, whose reanimated embers burn brightly across the tundra; frozen bodies recoiling at

Fanning the Flames

The sky is ablaze.   Waves of dirty yellows wash over the ground, as crimson smoke licks barren clouds that loiter jeeringly overhead.   Fuel

There’s a Storm Coming

The sun-bleached earth bursts into flame, As lightning forks across the sky; A stolen gift for us to try, A burning life that we could