Sharing Dinner
Saturday night; I meet Mike at closing time. She wears slippers, badge says Lucy, but we know her name is Kate. Her blouse is neat as always, grey hair pony-tailed. […]
Saturday night; I meet Mike at closing time. She wears slippers, badge says Lucy, but we know her name is Kate. Her blouse is neat as always, grey hair pony-tailed. […]
You stand there barefaced with your mica eyes, your hair a mess, you’re bored in aftermath of wasted wildness; your fingers claw for hypodermic bliss. Your lips in avarice sandpaper […]
The aged librarian cannot reach the upper shelves where Plato hides. For yet a while his twilight lips knows by heart each metaphor, each parable. He can still sense Atlantis, […]
A lifted tail to greet, you friend and let you sniff snarfdiffanous, our way for jingle joy to send us barking on; we’re not bimanous. We rhambangle in mud and […]
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by sensuality, love, nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
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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