Checkmate for dVerse and Visdare
“I need my money back” old man cried “They said investments in your real-estate was safe and guaranteed” Teller man, said not a word and smiled with charcoal lips cast-ironed […]
“I need my money back” old man cried “They said investments in your real-estate was safe and guaranteed” Teller man, said not a word and smiled with charcoal lips cast-ironed […]
The brief stop we make tempts us to go out and leave the train for brief stroll on the cold platform. We find that we are not alone. The very […]
Returning was never a choice, but a necessity. When the Euro crisis hit, he lost it all, his business, his condo and his wife. Returning to the house of his […]
During this long trip pangs of homesickness come suddenly. With every station the train take me further and further from the place I called my real home, the place were […]
Her stiletto heels penetrate a chewing gum left on the sidewalk. A passing car’s reflected in the wet asphalt outside the gay bar. The January snow muffles the sound of […]
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