Cravings
I, shadowlessled by pale cravingsfollowher scent of lavenderand innocence. Dead yet living,I cannot helpmy yearningsfor the flowersof her youth. So closeI sense the veinsbeneath her skinI bare my teethanointing herto […]
I, shadowlessled by pale cravingsfollowher scent of lavenderand innocence. Dead yet living,I cannot helpmy yearningsfor the flowersof her youth. So closeI sense the veinsbeneath her skinI bare my teethanointing herto […]
Ahead is marked by cairns,the pathmeanders, crawlsbeneath the bluffs, acrossa frothing streamover rocks whilestepby stepinside we meetourselves afresh. Later, guided bythe breezeour shadows followridges diving intovalleysnever lost as we followa […]
by reaching sea-wardshorizon-wide he’sthe last ship to leavebrine-washed and aloneopen book unread every line’s a wavefrom syllables blowncourse laid plotted forfaraway lighthouseto harbours unknown library-oceanmostly unchartedhe is explorerwith compass in […]
I dress in stolen darkness, slipping out unwatched, to meet and mix, skin on skin, belly, buttocks to breasts, misinterpreting teenage cravings as eternal love, believing in forever and I […]
Today — September mocks with warmthits sun pretends to be a summer’s smileand we enjoy forgetting how it’s fueledby war, by oil, by beef we eat — we feedthe dragon […]
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