what you never said
the pestilence of what you never said the death of all your withered starving words I gather ashes from a scattered sentence – bled I whisper carefully beneath Damocles’ sword […]
the pestilence of what you never said the death of all your withered starving words I gather ashes from a scattered sentence – bled I whisper carefully beneath Damocles’ sword […]
the old hooker sees how cherry bloom’s reflected in the crystal meth Linked to Carpe Diem — May 1, 2014
murder is revealed destiny for prince is changed ghostly revelation Linked to Carpe Diem — May 1, 2014
in sass and moxie lies a tempting flair a velvet shadow in the burning sun a shore-side light-house, lit to ships ensnare and laughing afterwards you always run your voice […]
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