a cancerous moon
none we see o, come as one as reams on war concern us crimson raw come, o come as caucus names secure a man as sermons answer none unseen once […]
none we see o, come as one as reams on war concern us crimson raw come, o come as caucus names secure a man as sermons answer none unseen once […]
Knits are not felt quite like pelt Domesticated fabric softened emperor, regally impressing yet yearns for dreadlocks lost & waterlogged existence on meadow grass Today Margret let us be […]
The empress’ bejeweled cleft perfect pert defer her decent dress. Embed her fevered bed enters the erected steed beseech the reckless deeds bleed the gentle feeds the flesh Etches, fettered […]
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