Let’s burn like salamanders – slant rhyme for dVerse
you raising my desire – sugar squeezed inside our pressure cooker when you scream “I hate your guts” I ponder if I’ll have you shot but moxie vixens make me […]
you raising my desire – sugar squeezed inside our pressure cooker when you scream “I hate your guts” I ponder if I’ll have you shot but moxie vixens make me […]
“There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends” Sylvia Plath – The Bell Jar bare knees on cobblestones examining our gutter exhibition flowing down when […]
‘We live as we dream. Alone’ (Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness) suddenly awake – I raise the draw-bridge and feed the alligators in my moat defend myself with razor-wire sentences […]
I spring’s giggling rivulets are born in ice II among all the tadpoles one became frog III hesitating breaking buds leaves born in […]
I’m the one she still accepts I’m the one that leaves a trail behind of my unwashed underwear, I’m the footsteps leading to our bed […]
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