Judgements
Imagined imperfections the cellulite are shadows cauliflowers even on the best of skins. Heavy breasts are sagging, hanging or maybe way too small or not enough. Imagine it was perfect. […]
Imagined imperfections the cellulite are shadows cauliflowers even on the best of skins. Heavy breasts are sagging, hanging or maybe way too small or not enough. Imagine it was perfect. […]
We’re virtuous poets lacking faith untouched by sin, but sent to hell to Limbo, where we’re left like wraiths It’s not like heaven, just a shell protecting from the deeper […]
undulating gold — your hair a blooming field of solstice and rapeseed bloom your eyes — a sky without a cloud limitless perfume wild roses bloom your song is wheels […]
Ellen’s dreams of chrome, of highway sunsets, of always going west had faded into dust. She once lived for Eldorado fins and rock’n’roll, for V8 rides and gasoline. Someway along […]
Oh, startled shudder, worms and worries with ash and soil and raging hair I put my trust in winter’s flurries In raging moon my eyesight blurry for milky shadows, winded […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly