Marble of the tiger’s eye
Marble of the tiger’s eye iridescent and dense. anticipating rain. I’m nauseated by its claws the waiting for retracted footprints in the mud. A sigh at dusk: my song is […]
Marble of the tiger’s eye iridescent and dense. anticipating rain. I’m nauseated by its claws the waiting for retracted footprints in the mud. A sigh at dusk: my song is […]
Suffocating silence, my stumbling syllables a classroom filled, smoldering with energy bright eyed aliens, students not like me. I bend my head sharpened by my pencil: tracing fantasies — faces, […]
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