Pride in being shamed
There are days when I am shamed from weight of my tubular extension when simple facts are testosteroned in timbre of my voice. There are days when I am shamed […]
There are days when I am shamed from weight of my tubular extension when simple facts are testosteroned in timbre of my voice. There are days when I am shamed […]
A bright-eyed boy with teddy-bear a matchbox car and a box of crayons. His father sends a message to his mistress on an Iphone 6 his V8 engine humming. […]
Diamond bracelet stoned, as wrapped in silk she lingers in his penthouse condo. Iron-cuffed in orange jumpsuit stretched on chest he watches a glimpse of sky through bars. […]
The river carries silt on its surface shimmers moon at night while willow wets its roots. The sea is brined with kelp unspawned the salmon feed beneath a hungry albatross. […]
Backdraught fire flies as your fire- works ablaze my heart. A fire- crackered you atop; you jellyfish my skin. A playthinged me for you somewhere between my heartbeats supernova left […]
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