Starlit again
Only in the desert when the moon was new you noticed how savage the west wind blew how bright and how dearly the starlight shone before you lost tense of […]
Only in the desert when the moon was new you noticed how savage the west wind blew how bright and how dearly the starlight shone before you lost tense of […]
Beloved, come cuddle me darling, come closer while dropping your norms I promise, you’ll own me. Come tickle me warm, come lick me and kiss me from gloomy to glowing, […]
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