milky sea
we sipped silence once we stripped and skinny dipped in milky sea you sat with kelp beside me mute and wet in fluorescent skin were you selkie? were you dream […]
we sipped silence once we stripped and skinny dipped in milky sea you sat with kelp beside me mute and wet in fluorescent skin were you selkie? were you dream […]
Likely I will dress for Halloween in rubber boots, an oilskin coat, and kid-skin gloves. Likely on my head the black fedora that shades my face from prying eyes. Likely, […]
Every day I scan the mirror of my pond for telltale signs. Bubbles could be the first sign that my secret’s slipping through its shackles. “I promise, you, it’s just […]
There were caw of crows a fence around the headstone and his broken mallet overgrown with grass. A mallet argument bludgeon better than convinces, maybe silence is a question. We […]
Come night and dazzle me with tinsel eyes let silver soak the water; lend the songs of moon and stars; amaze me tender, strong. Massage me soft; let’s dance as […]
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