The Bully’s laughter
The bully’s laughter echoesin the hallways of abandoned schoolsin the pale-green rooms of mental institutionsin the void beneath the bridgein the dark river were bloated corpses floatin the school shooter’s […]
The bully’s laughter echoesin the hallways of abandoned schoolsin the pale-green rooms of mental institutionsin the void beneath the bridgein the dark river were bloated corpses floatin the school shooter’s […]
Swirl me dizzy, darlingspin my mind,I will follow, dearestdance me wild.Lead me darkly, sweetiedon’t be kind.Lust will take us, sugarinto exile,far and further, far awayclose and closer, let us swaytethered, […]
Outside Stockholm it is close to eight o’clock in the evening. The sun shines through the living room windows and I hear the loud singing from a party of students […]
Cars, passing, their headlightsilluminating the cadaverof autumn’s last hedgehogand our neighbour’s daughtersbury the hedgehogamong the wet leaves in the little parkopposite to our buildningI listen to them sobbingwalking to the […]
Between the shelves of early modernand mediaeval historyhe rests his head betweenhis knees and dreamspretending to be asleepbelow the tarmac of a parking lot. He sense the silenceafterwards,the king’s corpse […]
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