Moonlit agony – Trifextra story.
As moon streaks the old pond with silver, I feel first tooth growing, nails transforms to claws, and cursed hair appear again. Hunger growing, my last human thought’s: “Hope chains […]
As moon streaks the old pond with silver, I feel first tooth growing, nails transforms to claws, and cursed hair appear again. Hunger growing, my last human thought’s: “Hope chains […]
Being back from hiatus is interesting… all those prompts I’ve missed. This week I will go way below the 100 words by only offering a limerick. Friday Ficioneers is a […]
I’m back in Carpe Diem. Today the prompt is ancient voices. ancient voices of rust and verdigris empty barrels’ song August 8, 2013
Hear a looming wind that plays its song of sorrows strings are razor wires, my neighbour used as fencing. Starving cows are dying from the long cold winter, rich grass […]
Inspiration haiku by Kikaku: Kagura dance at night the performer ‘s breath white inside his mask I choose to focus on the breath white. Go to Carpe Diem to read […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis