The winding way
We never went the winding waythat would have led us rightwe tried to run, to circle backbut nowhere there was light We failed to see and now we’re caughtinside this […]
We never went the winding waythat would have led us rightwe tried to run, to circle backbut nowhere there was light We failed to see and now we’re caughtinside this […]
The only tune that’s played tonightwhere darkness deeply neststhis bloodlust rushing in my veins,this thirst! I cannot rest.I walk the passage to your roommy footfalls hungry, hushedas perished roses left […]
October clay-foot darkness walksbehind my shadow darkly,with labored breath, he never talks,he’s hungry, leer is sparkly. He scrapes my skin with finger-twigsleaves me dreamless, barren,nowhere to turn, my end is […]
The clouds lament in solitude and sea is sighing sorrow her footprints leading to the sea in souls of no tomorrow. Recalling what she wrote to him about his vile […]
My car broke down, between des Moines and heaven, there was hell upon a hill, your lonely house, I came at night for help. I came a stranger to your […]
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