Paradise sold
When paradise was sold to the highest bidder, the gates were raised for most lacking funds to pay the member’s fee. When gospels have been changed to rules allowing liars, […]
When paradise was sold to the highest bidder, the gates were raised for most lacking funds to pay the member’s fee. When gospels have been changed to rules allowing liars, […]
Anders Persson was born with a knack to be an engineer; he was cursed to understand mechanics, thermodynamics, electromagnetism and even math. At eleven he had built himself a ham-radio […]
Have you walked at night through endless labyrinths of mirrors, guided by a sleight of hand? Can you recognize deceit from made up sorcerers? Do you think infinity exists anywhere […]
Desired….. you, this dawn and dig- nity ignored, when promises are sylla- bled for firework and oleander tongues, cause this little death is when the clamshells close and lips are […]
Words are my addiction; sometimes soft: a butterfly and sound of trees, or scent of snow — But words are often harsher, metals, minerals the kind you forge for war: […]
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