Tepid gravy
Hiss and chunk-chunk bellows working hesitant with oxygen in plastic tubes Inhale skin to skin with latex-gloves between, Exhale. Inhale-exhale, LED-displayed I see the needle’s eye. Spoon by spoon potatoes […]
Hiss and chunk-chunk bellows working hesitant with oxygen in plastic tubes Inhale skin to skin with latex-gloves between, Exhale. Inhale-exhale, LED-displayed I see the needle’s eye. Spoon by spoon potatoes […]
Walk densely by my silent side while smiling sinly, softly sipping telepathic waves of wishes weighed with red. Angelic beams — your eyes are purple bloom — deeply burning with […]
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